Northern Frontier

On a muggy night in the north end in july

A kid named Joseph Beeper Spence

Took a shotgun blast to the back

And died...

There by the cp tracks, along the great divide you see

Fought two native gangs called the deuce and the i.p.

Dances with warriors, hatred between slaves

They kill each other off... we all get saved

I can't help but think... his mother's tears

Beeper Spence was thirteen

In the northern frontier

A van crossed the bridge that night

And stopped at flora avenue

When Beeper thought they'd lost their way

Walked over to see what he could do

Are you i.p?. straight up. he'd say

Even if it wasn't true

Bust a cap in his ass

.He turned to run, heard the blast

Then he was through

The kids in the van weren't much older than him

Couldn't tell the difference by the colour of their skin

One thing in common, and one thing was real clear

Their future was ended in the northern frontier

Dances with warriors, hatred between slaves

They cut each other down and no one is safe

Jeff Giles is cut down in his 22nd year

Trying to stop an i.p. robbery

in the northern frontier

The kids in the van weren't much older than him

Couldn't tell the difference by the colour of their skin

One thing in common, and one thing was real clear

Their future was ended in the northern frontier

Dances with warriors, hatred between slaves

They cut each other down and no one is safe

Jeff Giles is cut down in his 22nd year

Trying to stop an i.p. robbery

in the northern frontier