Aztlan

The river Rio Grande is carving like a national scar
I am following the river making wetbacks
Where my parents crossed to be now where they are

I'm going to Aztlán, where I wanna be
I'm going to Aztlán
Homeboys, Chicanos, Latinas of the world are going to Aztlán

My traveling companions, La Virgen, Miss Liberty
A map and my M.E.Ch.A. books
Well I've reason to believe, we all have been deceived
There still is Aztlán

Miss Liberty tells me Aztlán's gone
As if I didn't know that
As if I didn't know my own backyard
As if I didn't know, to gеt in you need a card

And she said losing home
Is like a bullеt in your heart
I'm looking for a place, a myth of my people
That won't get torn apart

I'm going to Aztlán, Aztlán
Where I want to be, I'm going to Aztlán
Homeboys, Latinos, with green cards and we
Are all going to Aztlán

With my traveling companions
Through Califas, Arizona, on the way to Texas
But I have reason to believe, we all will be received
In Aztlán

There's a girl in San Antonio
Who calls herself the human mortar
Eleven generations she's lived there
It's just the land and name that's changed its borders
She is the cement that is Aztlán

And I said whoever see this place
I am looking for a land, that once belonged to Mexico
But now holds no time or place
Whoa-oaa in Aztlán, Aztlán, I'm going to Aztlán
For reasons I've explained, I'm not a part of Spain
I'm part of Aztlán
And I'm trying to get back, to a place I've never been
I'm trying to cross over
I've reason to believe, we have all been deceived
There is an Aztlán