Tropic of Cancer

Men are born to die
People try to save them
They don't come back
Is there any wonder why?

Got to get away from here to somewhere safer with less fear
The middle of Mexico
We've got to go

See you at the Tropic of Cancer
Tropic of Cancer
Can't stop famine away from here

Looking, crave to find more of these
If they had them, streets filled with dirt, scum, & sleaze
Here they come the hostile ones
Children died before their eyes

Got to get away from here to somewhere safer with less fear
See you at the Tropic of Cancer
Tropic of Cancer
Can't stop famine away from here

Is there anything that frees, softer than we see?
Is there a good land behind the mask?
Fill in the gap
Get
Go
Gone

Selling the weak, climbing the peak, none will speak
Just selling the week, Selling the weak

2001 & 2004 Piemerica-Incorperated-Eternally

10/18

Written by Emperor MAR
May 7, 2001
Lyrics & Poems