Texas Rangers - Neil Young

Look, can you see things, when they show you

What they want you to know

Watch what you don’t see, on the TV

When they hide the truth

Feel, how it hurts you

When the truth hides, in between the scenes

Cry, from the broken-hearted melody

That you hear in your dreams

Wow it’s a runaway

Can you catch it?

It’s not in your hands

Slow, easy does it

When you find out, what deception means

Try, try to change it

Cause it hurts you and it holds back your dreams

Dreams of a New World

Evolution of the species to survive, truth that screams

Call, in the darkness

For the moment, of clear thinking joy

Laugh, when you find out

That the story that’s spoken has broken like a toy

Lost, in the sandbox

Just left there, for no one to enjoy

Found, by the police

Who killed it, were filmed on the phone

Texas Rangers, had to ride in

To the rescue of all that’s well and good

Texas Rangers, in pickups

Painted silver with bulldogs on the hood

Texas Rangers, come to save you

Come to rescue the bad and the good

Texas Rangers, (on the backroads) on the freeways

And in your neighborhood

Texas Rangers

Texas Rangers

Texas Rangers

Texas Rangers