West Hills II The Killers
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I was born right here in Zion
God's own son
His Holy Ghost stories and infinite blood
Didn't scare me none
While they bowed their heads on Sunday
I cut out through the fields
Where the light put its hands on my head
In the dust devil's reel
Free in the west hills
She's got two fully-grown children
One still stuck on the vine
I really got to know the boy
And I love 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
Free in the west hills
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
Them hillbilly heroin pills
Enough to kill the horses that run
Free in the west hills
God's own son
His Holy Ghost stories and infinite blood
Didn't scare me none
While they bowed their heads on Sunday
I cut out through the fields
Where the light put its hands on my head
In the dust devil's reel
Free in the west hills
She's got two fully-grown children
One still stuck on the vine
I really got to know the boy
And I love 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
Free in the west hills
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
Them hillbilly heroin pills
Enough to kill the horses that run
Free in the west hills
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