N.W.O. - Live in Los Angeles

All the locals hide their tears of regret
 Open fire 'cause I love you to death
 Sky high with a heartache of stone
 You'll never see me 'cause I'm always alone
 I'm in love without a trace of dissent
 I'll buy the torture 'cause you pay for the rent
 Tied high with a broken command
 You're all alone in the promised land
 I'm in love with this malicious intent
 You've been taken but you don't know it yet
 What you will know must never live to be found
 'Cause it's a subject in the eyes of the clown
 What we are looking at
 Is good and evil, right and wrong
 A new world order
 A new world order
 A new world order
 A new world order
 We're not about to make that same mistakes right
 A new world order
 A new world order
 A new world order