Hanover Saints - The Promised Land Lyrics
Look at the knuckleheads standin on the cornerTonight there won? be any dramaNo fights, no threats, just havin funThis time has finally comeThe streets that are made of GoldThis is what I surrendered forOne heart, one mind,It? the promised land it? the promised landOn the corner on the streetsIt? summer time can you feel the heatTrouble arises outta boredomAnd we wonder why this world is outta order