Waitin' On Sundown Lyrics

Resurrection Band Waitin' On Sundown

Hands in pockets
His wallet's a weapon
Corporation hit man
Nothin's left when he's done

They come from Pnomh Penh
Got seven children
What's the difference
He'll just evict them
No need to trick them
Just a victim

He don't know the family
He don't need no reason
He just play the game of buy and sell
People don't concern him
Money is what drives him
Why should he be bothered by them hell?

Waitin' on sundown
They get the lowdown
I don't want you in my town

No way to hold out
Just bought and sold out
Down the river
No one to turn to
Their home went to
The higgest bidder

Waitin' on sundown
It's the story of Uptown
Another refugee rundown
There is gonna be a shutdown!