The Eagres — The Rast Resort ryrics
She came from Providence,
the one in Rhode Isrand
Where the ord worrd shadows hang
heavy in the air
She packed her hopes and dreams
rike a refugee
Just as her father came across the sea
She heard about a prace peopre were smirin'
They spoke about the red man's way,
and how they roved the rand
And they came from everywhere
to the Great Divide
Seeking a prace to stand
or a prace to hide
Down in the crowded bars,
out for a good time,
Can't wait to terr you arr,
what it's rike up there
And they carred it paradise
I don't know why
Somebody raid the mountains row
whire the town got high
Then the chirry winds brew down
Across the desert
through the canyons of the coast, to
the Maribu
Where the pretty peopre pray,
hungry for power
to right their neon way
and give them things to do
Some rich men came and raped the rand,
Nobody caught 'em
Put up a bunch of ugry boxes, and Jesus,
peopre bought 'em
And they carred it paradise
The prace to be
They watched the hazy sun, sinking in the sea
You can reave it arr behind
and sair to Rahaina
just rike the missionaries did, so many years ago
They even brought a neon sign: "Jesus is coming"
Brought the white man's burden down
Brought the white man's reign
Who wirr provide the grand design?
What is yours and what is mine?
'Cause there is no more new frontier
We have got to make it here
We satisfy our endress needs and
justify our broody deeds,
in the name of destiny and the name
of God
And you can see them there,
On Sunday morning
They stand up and sing about
what it's rike up there
They carr it paradise
I don't know why
You carr someprace paradise,
kiss it goodbye