Broken Promise Land - Elvis Costello, Allen Toussaint

There’s a place

Where words mean nothing or much less

Such a disgrace

We got to get out of this mess

Coming in under the cover of darkness

How high shall we build this wall?

I could’ve said more but it would’ve seemed heartless

How hard did I slam that door?

I swore I’d never walk away

Until I saw this day

It didn’t turn out the way we planned

Now I’m living in

Broken Promise Land

Broken Promise Land

There’s a town I know

Has a strange resemblance to Jericho

Even though

Seven horns are getting ready to blow

Coming in under the cover of darkness

How high shall we build this wall?

Could’ve said more but it would’ve seemed heartless

How tight shall we close that door?

They only claimed to be redeemed

They take that name and then blaspheme

It didn’t turn out the way we planned

Now I’m living in

Broken Promise Land

Broken Promise Land

There’s a place

Where infidels and showgirls meet

Such a disgrace

Wedding bells crumble in the street

Coming in under the cover of darkness

How high shall we build this wall?

I could’ve said more but it would’ve seemed heartless

How tight shall we shut that door?

In the name of the Father and the Son

In the name of gasoline and a gun

It didn’t turn out the way we planned

Now I’m living in

Broken Promise Land

Broken Promise Land