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West Hills

de The Killers

I was born right here in Zion
God's own son

His Holy Ghost stories and bloodshed never scared me none
While they bowed their heads on Sunday
I cut out through the hedges and fields
Where the light could place its hands on my head
In the west hills

Free in the west hills
Free in the west hills

She's got two full-grown children
One still on the vine
And once I got to know him
I loved him like he was mine

Some nights we drive up the mouth of the canyon on hillbilly heroin pills
We get out and watch the sunset
Peaceful and still and free

When the sheriff kicked my door down
I was sleeping in my own bed
And the mess I got caught up in rained hard down on my head
They got me for possession of them hillbilly heroin pills
Enough to kill the horses that run free in the west hills

If this life was meant for proving
I could use more years to live
But fifteen in a guardhouse
That's more than I'm willing to give

And if there really is a judgement
When He pulls my chart
He'll reject my actions
But He will know my heart

And he'll prepare a place for me
Where happiness instills
And the light puts its loving hands on my head
Free in the west hills

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