John Wayne

There's a million palm trees outside Like people holding picket signs The beauty of a Palm Spring sky Is shamed inside my mind Backdrops and studio lights Help us swallow the lies The sunlight hurts my eyes A western plays all night George Floyd he's gone for good The Indio mountains will stay They remind me of John Wayne They remind me of John Wayne He laces his boots for a shift He makes a trade and He's paid in a check He's not awake with his knee to the neck He's just a reed for the bigot's breath He thinks that he's the same He thinks he's like John Wayne Honor and conceit A father figure to place your belief We watch our heroes die Some fade into the sky Others through the mud All in the name of love Who decides? What is left in a name When you are a man Like John Wayne When you are a man Like John Wayne When you are a man Like John Wayne