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