Texas can you hear me?
Speed up on the dawn
To the pains and blues of Houston
In the sun
Where home is a bus
In the parish of space-dust
Where the mountains die
And today is golden
Texas can you hear me?
Speed up on the dawn
To the pains and blues of Houston
In the sun
Where home is a bus
In the parish of space-dust
Where the mountains die
And today is golden