Hanover Saints - The Promised Land lyrics

Look at the knuckleheads standin on the corner

Tonight there won抰 be any drama

No fights, no threats, just havin fun

This time has finally come

The streets that are made of Gold

This is what I surrendered for

One heart, one mind,

It抯 the promised land it抯 the promised land

On the corner on the streets

It抯 summer time can you feel the heat

Trouble arises outta boredom

And we wonder why this world is outta order