John Wayne

There's a million palm trees outside

Like people holding picket signs

The beauty of a Palm Spring sky

Is shamed inside my mind

Backdrops and studio lights

Help us swallow the lies

The sunlight hurts my eyes

A western plays all night

George Floyd he's gone for good

The Indio mountains will stay

They remind me of John Wayne

They remind me of John Wayne

He laces his boots for a shift

He makes a trade and He's paid in a check

He's not awake with his knee to the neck

He's just a reed for the bigot's breath

He thinks that he's the same

He thinks he's like John Wayne

Honor and conceit

A father figure to place your belief

We watch our heroes die

Some fade into the sky

Others through the mud

All in the name of love

Who decides?

What is left in a name

When you are a man Like John Wayne

When you are a man Like John Wayne

When you are a man Like John Wayne