Maquiladora Lyrics

Here it comes, here it comes I can feel the hills exploding Exploding gracefully Burning up the freeway
Here it comes Grass is green at the edge of the bubble Beautiful kids into beautiful trouble
And it seems to fall out of the sky And come down on you Oh baby, burn
Fast, die younger Burns rubber Useless rockers from England Guitars, hard by all
Just swallow your guilt and your conscious Blue and white birds stop and hide on the pedal Interstate fire, walk straight down the middle
And it seems to fall out of the sky And come down on you Oh baby, burn