No Sanctuary Here - Chris Jones

Caesar called for a census

Boss wants to know what's goin' on

So Joseph and Mary hit the road

With Mary nigh on nine months gone

Now you know we're talkin' 'bout a hell

Of a walk and they had no place to stay

They tried the inns and the hotels

But the message was plain as day you get

No refuge no respite

No sanctuary here

No refuge no respite

No sanctuary here

Juan and his Juanita and

A baby boy they'd named Miguel

On the other side of the line it's heaven

On this side it's a livin' hell

So you do what it takes bake up stakes

Tryin' to escape the drought

But when you get to the border the

INS has got the welcome wagon out you get

No refuge no respite

No sanctuary here

No refuge no respite

No sanctuary here

Now you got your haves and your have-nots

Almost nothin' in between

Religions that preach about lovin' your brother

But they're run by the foldin' green

Now there's a lot of folks looking over

The edge of that plate we've piled so high

When they all decide to come over the border

Time to kiss it all goodbye there'll be

No refuge no respite

No sanctuary here

No refuge and no respite

And no sanctuary here

No refuge no respite

And no sanctuary here

No refuge no respite

And no sanctuary here

No sanctuary here

No sanctuary here