Born into a world
An endless fight on endless sand
I haven't seen a tree since world war three began
Souls are bought and sold
On a landscape painted gold
Welcome to the wasteland
The brand new desert of America
Get your gun
We could run this place
Born into a world
I learned to fight with my own hands
For there are monsters who will shoot you where you stand
Time will take its toll
When these badlands eat dreams whole
Welcome to the wasteland
The brand new desert of America
Get your gun
We could run this place
Someday when we look back and see
Somewhere in the dark
A voice is crying
Save our souls
The dark takes hold of us
The wasteland in our hearts
Welcome to the wasteland
The desert never sleeps
You can see for miles
But her secrets she keeps
Welcome to the wasteland
The brand new desert of America
Get your gun
We could run this place