The Mess We're In - Los Lobos

We’ve got no money but we’ve got our lives

A voice that’s louder than any picket sign

Don’t take away what is ours to keep

This very land that lies beneath our feet

Don’t know about this mess we’re in

Bombs are bursting in a far off land

Fire’s in the sky, soldier takes his stand

Who’s to know about this rules that men make

For what honor and for who’s sake

Don’t know about this mess we’re in

The smoke is clearing and we see a light

Coming together for a different fight

All of us looking, finding our way again

Out of this mess we’re in

Walking the streets because she has no home

All she has hangs on her flesh and bones

Too many nights sleeping without a warm bed

She passes by but they just turn their heads

Don’t know about this mess we’re in

Old man dying from too much drink

Blood and glass in the bathroom sink

No one stopped to read the words that he wrote

Or are to hear to stories that he told

Don’t know about this mess we’re in

The smoke is clearing and we see a light

Coming together for a different fight

All of us looking, finding our way again

Out of this mess we’re in

Finding our way again

Out of this mess we’re in

Finding our way again

Out of this mess we’re in