Hanover Saints - The Promised Land lyrics

Look at the knuckleheads standin on the corner Tonight there won抰 be any drama No fights, no threats, just havin fun This time has finally come The streets that are made of Gold This is what I surrendered for One heart, one mind, It抯 the promised land it抯 the promised land On the corner on the streets It抯 summer time can you feel the heat Trouble arises outta boredom And we wonder why this world is outta order