The Fabled City - Tom Morello, Tom Morello: The Nightwatchman

Me and Javi

Shouted slogans in Spanish

Like it was our world to win

Then they moved the plant

Down to Ojeda

Time to bite your tongue again

I’ve seen the fabled city

And its streets are paved with gold

But an iron fence runs 'round it

And its iron gate is closed

What ain’t right ain’t right

He told me

But something else passed behind his eyes

Now he’s downtown on his knees

Washing floors for somebody

And quietly biding his time

I’ve seen the fabled city

And its streets are paved with gold

But an iron fence runs round it

And its iron gate is closed

At the gas station

On Sunset and Crescent

I met an angel sad and old

She lived in the alley

Behind the market

In the shadows maybe hidden from the Lord

And for a dollar

She sang a song

That sounded more like a prayer

A wish that her dead mother and father

Couldn’t look down and see her there

I’ve seen the fabled city

And its streets are paved with gold

But an iron fence runs round it

And its iron gate is closed

On the wire outside my window

There sit 100 swallows

And I suspect that if one flew

Then 99 would follow