Friday Lyric of the Week

You can leave it all behind and sail to Lahaina,
just like the missionaries did, so many years ago.
They even brought a neon sign: "Jesus is coming."
Brought the white man's burden down,
brought the white man's reign.

Who will provide the grand design?
What is yours and what is mine?
'Cause there is no more new frontier,
we have got to make it here.

We satisfy our endless needs and justify our bloody deeds,
in the name of destiny and the name of God.
And you can see them there,
On Sunday morning.
They stand up and sing about what it's like up there.

They call it paradise I don't know why
You call someplace paradise, kiss it goodbye.

From "The Last Resort" by the Eagles