When the boys from the Lotus Fair Saw the gringos coming... And who was I to be Living there? Didn't even own a problem at all. Walk tall. Don't look In the eyes. I disappear in the daylight. At night I'm lit like a Neon sign. Stay in, watch the traffic below. Over Edgeware, over the freeway Is where those boys collide Choose your life or you choose a side They say, "It makes no difference We all are gonna die." ...look out for me and mine. Down in line on Logan St. The fire was without warning. And the young boy out At the lemon tree Could he have seen it coming at all? Walk tall, don't look In the eyes. But he was shot In broad daylight. Don't need words when We've got our knives. Just carve a little warning sign. Over Edgeware, over the freeway Is where those boys collide Choose your life or you choose a side They say, "It makes no difference We all are gonna die."