The Land of the Free
In the land of the free
And the home of the brave,
Our government plays us
Like rats in a cage.
We can't afford rent
'Cause money don't pay
But there's no way to leave
'Cause it's food or a plane.
So we're told that we're free
since there's laws against slaves
but we're forced in this system
and we have to behave.
So don't take a knee
Don't march in the streets,
If you protect your water,
We'll spray it with bleach.
We don't need your voices
They protest too loud
So put your hands in the air
And don't make a sound.
You don't have no rights,
Now get on the ground!
If you speak any louder,
We might fall off the mound.