A Dollar's Worth of Gasoline-Tom Russell

Oh Happy Lands, Oh Happy Lands We have paid for our admission And our dancing clothes are freshly cleaned Now we're drivin' towards the judgement On a dollar's worth of gasoline Julio hits the boulevard runnin' scared and filled with hateful love Was a dollar's worth of flaming petrol thrown inside the social club Where upstairs his Honduran friends were drunk on the American Dream Yah they were ready for, ready for their glory ride on a dollar's worth of gasoline Oh Happy Lands, Oh Happy Lands We have paid for our admission And our dancing clothes are freshly cleaned Now we're drivin' towards the judgement On a dollar's worth of gasoline Oh, the banana daiquiris, the exotic drinks from many foreign lands But when the smoke hit their lungs, they died with their drinks in their hands Oh Julio, poor Julio, all twisted up with his romantic need Poor real estate developers all twisted up with their greed Oh Happy Lands, Oh Happy Lands We have paid for our admission And our dancing clothes are freshly cleaned Now we're drivin' towards the judgement On a dollar's worth of gasoline 87 people with a smoky taste of hell on earth 87 coffins lined up all around the big cathedral church "Building Violations!" the politicians beat their chests and screamed Well they got a lot of mileage on a dollar's worth of gasoline Oh Happy Lands, Oh Happy Lands We have paid for our admission And our dancing clothes are freshly cleaned Now we're drivin' towards the judgement On a dollar's worth of gasoline Oh Happy Lands, Oh Happy Lands We have paid for our admission And our dancing clothes are freshly cleaned Now we're drivin' towards the judgement On a dollar's worth of gasoline Now we're drivin' towards the judgement On a dollar's worth of gasoline