Turkish Bandana

You came out to the west With these visions of grandeur A house by the lake And a life of splendor Well you thought, you would be Some kind of news maker But now you're still A factory worker You came out to the west With these pictures of Hannah The one where she wears A turkish bandana But then yesterday You heard she surrendered Her long lonesome ways For a life with Amanda She said there was milk Well she said there was honey Instead there was bills And not enough money She said, there was quail And manna on the journey Instead there was bears And vultures around me Oh must I live in fear of the constabulary Oh must I live in fear of the constabulary Oh must I live in fear of the constabulary Oh must I live in fear of the constabulary