Look, can you see things, when they show you
What they want you to know
Watch what you don't see, on the TV
When they hide the truth
Feel, how it hurts you
When the truth hides, between the scenes
Cry, from the broken hearted melody
That you hear in your dreams
It's a runaway
Can you catch him?
It's not in your hands
Slow, easy does it, when you find out, what deception means
Try, try to change it
'Cause it hurts you
And it holds back your dreams
Dreams of the new world
Evolution of the species to survive, truth that screams
Call, in the darkness
For the moment, a clear thinking joy
Laugh, when you find out, that the story that's spoken, has broken like a toy
Lost, in the sandbox
Just left there, for no one to enjoy
Found, by the police
Who killed him, where filmed on the phone
Texas Rangers, had to ride in, to the rescue of all that's well and good
Texas Rangers, in pickups, painted silver, with bulldogs on the hood
Texas Rangers, come to save you, come to rescue the bad and the good
Texas Rangers, (on the back roads) in the free ways, and in your neighborhood
Texas Rangers
Texas Rangers
Texas Rangers
Texas Rangers