I'm hanging out the side of Alejandro's ride,
I'm trying not to bleed on the car seat
Colours fill the streets,
They're running down your cheeks
Cop cars lay white sheets over teenagers
But they'll never stop us now
They'll never stop us now
Hush, hush, hush, we all fall down
Sing that little song, that mama used to sing
I'm trying to hang on, but I feel me slipping
You wrap it in a towel, and prayer a secret prayer
While Jesus combs his hair in the rear view
Spotlights on car alarms,
Bullets lodged in frightened arms
That fight that tears and grind the gears
And circle round
Where the helicopters hover low,
On teenage boys bound for death row
Where mother's tears run down the road,
Into manholes