Paradise Row

And the pharaoh raised his hand Said dig a hole in the promised land The pointing men are marching in a line They're shooting poison arrows in the sky These are the last days of paradise row There's a man knocking on my door He's playing games with word of the law A hammer in his hand to break your soul But the spirit is a house that will not fall These are the last days of paradise row Tell me Moses where will your children go Now the scorpion will go Where the forest will not grow And the pharaoh lies behind a golden mask His pointing men steal water from our well I don't mind telling you It makes my heart bleed I don't mind telling you It makes my heart bleed These are the last days of paradise row Tell me Moses where will your children go? These are the last days of paradise row Tell me Moses where will your children go?