Now the natural part of a Nazarine man Is the life he'll give for his own blood band And there's nothing left over for the Philistines too Not the land they lost, nor the life they knew And the Prophet's Peace of a thousand years Meant nothing but blood, means nothing but tears Now she's probably gone Now don't you know Alice tried to live in Jericho Didn't care about Hebrew's 'Promised Land' She said "I'll get by as best I can" When you get a bad mix in a tiny land Every few damned years it seems Things get out of hand Between bandit Princes and the Holy Wars Spilling blood in his name is a righteous chore Alice is innocent in a Levantine town And that's the first kind that the Heroes cut down Now I don't known if she's really gone But I'm thinking of the range of an average bomb Or maybe the knife in a righteous hand Shortened her life in the Holy Land But what I hope for her as best of all Is that she only gopt shaken in the great downfall Now she's probably gone Now don't you know Alice tried to live in Jericho Didn't care about Hebrew's 'Promised Land' She said "I'll get by as best I can"