Three murders . . . Three murders' what the headlines say They contradict the blackened day And there's nothing that can stop it they say. Three victims Three victims laid to rest The cops all protest, the claim to have done their best That there's nothing more they can do, nothing more they can do Juarez, Juarez is a haunted place The ambulances try and race To beat the other's to the place where Three women all working for the mighty peso, can't seem to let it go and the numbers still climb and grow And there's nothing more they can do, nothing more they can do How long is to long and you've had enough? How little is too late to stop it and the hate goes on and on. And I hope you see the light of day I hope you see the light of day. . .