Somewhere in El Salvador

There's a grave for seven hundred

Pits full of guts

And kids who were tortured and hunted

By death squad soldiers

Who won't ever be purged or punished

Paid for by a government

That our tax dollars funded

El Mozote [x3]

Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh

Whoa-oh-oh ah oh

Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh

Whoa-oh-oh ah oh

But that was so long ago

And our officials have retired

And once the stench is gone

It's easier to forgive the liars

There's so many atrocities

This nation's since acquired

And a Mỹ Lai doesn't mean much

With the papers stayin' quiet

El Mozote [x3]

Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh

Whoa-oh-oh ah oh

[x3]

Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh

Whoa-oh-oh ah oh oh oh

Whoa-oh-oh ah oh oh oh [x3]

Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh

Whoa-oh-oh ah oh

[x3]

Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh

Whoa-oh-oh ah oh oh oh

Whoa-oh-oh ah oh oh oh...