New Harlem Shuffle Lyrics - Crime In Stereo

It's not the end! Forget what I said that fucking 

letter says, I'm not going over. I'm not crossing 

oceans for them. It's not defense and I wont let the 

business of making new Soldiers roll over our making 

promises. Well tell them I was only joking when I said 

all those things I swore I meant at the time, either 

joking or lying. So better the stateside than brave 

the great desert divide, The whole ride over I was 

growing wings and better the road stretched ahead than 

the cheap threat of me stretched out dead. What's to 

think over? Just grab your fucking things. They'll be 

no statewide searches for some AWOL stateside kid like 

me. I swear it'll just be a few weeks of hotel rooms 

and diner food, or face the new american exchange of 

one rifle for every wife I'll lose. Listen! I've been 

thinking we'll take all we've got and i can dodge the 

draft and you can quit your job. and we'll make these 

fuckers catch me if they want me. They'll find me a 

fighter after all. So better the stateside than brave 

the great desert divide . sound the sirens for a long 

drive. better the days in for weeks than the days away 

in the desert streets, so sound the psalms of retreat