Señor (Tales of Yankee Power)

Señor

Señor

Can you tell me where we're headin'?

Lincoln County Road or Armageddon

Seems like I been down this way before

Is there any truth in that, señor?

Señor

Señor

Do you know where she's hidin'?

How long are we gonna be ridin'?

How long must I keep my eyes glued to the door?

Will there be any comfort there, señor?

There's a wicked wind still blowing on that upper deck

There's an iron cross still hanging down from around her neck

There's a marching band still playing in that vacant lot

Where she held me in her arms one time and said, "Forget me not"

Señor

Señor

I can see that painted wagon

Smell the tail of the dragon

Can't stand the suspense anymore

Can you tell me who to contact here, señor?

Well, the last thing I remember before I stripped and kneeled

Was that trainload of fools bogged down in a magnetic field

A gypsy with a broken flag and a flashing ring

He said, "Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing"

Señor

Señor

You know their hearts, they're as hard as leather

Well, give me a minute, let me get it together

Just gotta pick myself up off the floor

I'm ready when you are, señor

Señor

Señor

Let's overturn these tables

Disconnect these cables

This place don't make sense to me no more

Can you tell me what we're waiting for, señor?