The Bario starts two streets over
Miguel, he's a friend of mine
With brick we've built a reputation
Like dry ice in the summertime

Now all you need's an electric razor
A magic bullet and a grassy knoll
The whole world's just a little oyster
To Snow White and the Poisoned Apples

I woke up in the age of wires
I fell asleep at the dusk of man
Now I'm cold,
Fingers crossed in the Promised Land

But you won't be getting in
(You know by now)
No you won't be getting in
(You know by now)
No you won't be getting in
(You know by now)
All souled out, in heaven

The Bario starts two streets over
Monsay, she's a friend of mine
Keeps the peace like a whistle blower
Flying kites in the wintertime

Magic carpet is the transportation
Went to the moon in a soda can
Not all my boys believe in science
Stretching truth in the Promised Land

But you won't be getting in
(You know by now)
No you won't be getting in
No you won't be getting in
(You know by now)
It's souled out, in heaven

You know by now
You know by now
You know by now
That you won't be getting in
(You know by now)
That you won't be getting in
(You know by now)
No you won't be getting in
It's souled out, in heaven

No you won't be getting in
(You know by now)
No you won't be getting in
(You know by now)
No you won't be getting in
(You know by now)
To heaven
(You know by now)
To heaven
(You know by now)
To heaven

Writer : OBERST, CONOR / BOESEL, JASON
Copyright : Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC