I just got back from the border
And what I saw made me know for sure
We're out of order
I had a dream about New Orleans
At Jackson Square I heard their prayer
Down in New Orleans
On the run, there's a life for livin'
But the people there, they just don't care
Livin' their life like a millionaire
Down on the border
You never see me in old Iran
The women there don't know who I am
In old Iran
And I never will go to Singapore
The people there will cut your hair
In Singapore
On their streets there's a life of plenty
Oh but they'll never know about the freedom show
Their livin' in darkness years ago down on the border
They built a wall at the border
Not to keep us out
But to leave no doubt
They're out of order, hey
And all the people who are trapped within
Serve to show just how far we'll go
And how dumb we've been
At the top life looks so easy
But they'll never know what they'll never know
They're much too busy countin' all their dough
From the border
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