lyrics
This song is for all the front line
Sons and daughters
Who consequently make up the front line
Mothers and fathers
Money, money, money
It tastes sweeter than honey
We see our brother struggling
But we save face if it’s funny
Money, money, cash
How quick we forget the past
I know
Yeah, it was just a fad
You say I should blame it on your Dad
Money, cash, paper
It’ll make you kill your neighbor
And if you go against
You’re a traitor
But what happens to us later
You know, when they’re all gone
And you call home and no one’s home
To answer the phone
Yeah, you’re all alone
Both your flags got holes
You’ll say man, I was wrong
Land of the Free
How could it be
I guess we had a sale on life
(Free, cheap, free)
Home of the Brave
Am I still a slave
How can killing people be right
(Wrong, nothing left, wrong)
The war on terrorism
But can you tell me
Who is the victim
Well, I know they make a mirror for a reason
Maybe we should take a look before due season
See, we’re fighting for religion
Ignorance driving our decisions
My Mama said
Read books, Son, listen
Share a bit of God’s love when you mission
The Democratic Vision
Well, first let them sign a petition
Let a country make its own mind up
See, a girl can call rape if she don’t want my love
And maybe we’ve been wrong long
But right is not too far gone
And pride is constant shame
There comes a time for change
That’s the only thing that constant can claim, see
Land of the Free
How could it be
I guess we had a sale on life
(Free, cheap, free)
Home of the Brave
Am I still a slave
Well, how can killing people be right
(Wrong, nothing left, wrong)
Land of the Free
Home of the Brave
Land of the Free
Home of the Brave
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released February 22, 2022
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