“Remember the Alamo!”
The title of the new spiced Bloody Mary mojo
That I’m sending to you boys in the deep dark down below
Because of what you did
To her little light hid
While I was trying to help Mom down in Mexico
Signs of Bowie, Arizona; legends of Davie Crockett
The chain begins to move; the gears begin to turn
On the midnight glass full-carbon crotch rocket
I hear the sounds that you’ll make as you burn
From today you boys are at the top of my docket
Today, wake up; tomorrow, go
You just shouldn’t have done, what you thought you could do, when you did what you did in Jalisco
Just licking the postcard from San Antonio
Just licking the blade of the Bowie knife
Eye for eye, tooth for tooth, sorrow for sorrow, life for life
Tick tock, wind the clock, your time is short, didn’t you know?