Dropped off the edge again down in Juarez "Don't even bat an eye if the eagle cries", the Rasta man says Just 'cause the desert likes your girls flesh And no angel came, no angel came I don't think you even know what you think you just said So go on, spill your seed shake your gun to the Rasta man's head Across the desert she must be blessed And no angel came, no angel came, no angel came There's a time to keep it up, a time to keep it in The Indian is told, the Cowboy is his friend A time to keep it up, a time to keep it in The Indian is told, Cowboy is his friend You know that I can breathe, even when I cheat Should, should've, should've been over for me No angel came, no angel came No angel came, no angel came No angel came, no angel came No angel came, no angel came