Somewhere in El Salvador
There's a grave for seven hundred
Pits full of guts
And kids who were tortured and hunted
By death squad soldiers
Who won't ever be purged or punished
Paid for by a government
That our tax dollars funded

El Mozote [x3]

Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh ah oh
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh ah oh

But that was so long ago
And our officials have retired
And once the stench is gone
It's easier to forgive the liars
There's so many atrocities
This nation's since acquired
And a Mỹ Lai doesn't mean much
With the papers stayin' quiet

El Mozote [x3]
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh ah oh
[x3]

Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh ah oh oh oh

Whoa-oh-oh ah oh oh oh [x3]

Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh ah oh
[x3]

Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh ah oh oh oh

Whoa-oh-oh ah oh oh oh...