[Verse 1]
The people will survive
In their environment
The dirt, scarcity, and the emptiness
Of our South

[Verse 2]
The injustice of our greed
The practice we inherit
The dirt, scarcity, and the emptiness
Of our South

[Verse 3]
There on the beach
I can see it in her eyes
I only had a Corona
Five-cent deposit