How sweet things must be
In the land of the free
Working mothers and crackheads
And freedom of speech
And as the kid in the 'ghetto'
Steals his first gun
Their leader is screaming
Listen voters - We've won
Or maybe we haven't
But it's tricky to tell
As least we sent that evil -
Hussien guy to hell
With out tanks and our bombs
And our smart weaponry
We've bombed, burned and beaten
Our Arab friends free
Now we'll drop little parcels
We'll educate them
And bring them enlightenment
With a cross round their necks
Because Jesus can save them
When we have the oil
And we'll make the money
For which they will still toil
And it can boost the numbers
Feed our economy
While the voters are mind fucked
By their fancy tvs
But it's the land of the free
It's the home of the brave
But you'd wanna be when you've got
Half the planet enslaved
Yeah - the land of the free
And they'll work for minimum wage
While the administration keps digging
Their pretty mass grave
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I love this, good job. It's so hard to capture the reality in it all when were all sitting back here comfortably in our chairs [or bed in my case] watching every day pass, not givine enough attention to the people who need it most and or to the hypocricy of which we all live by. So I applaud you for trying to show the world that of which so many don't want to see.
There's this website that I know - its kinda strange - but it centers around ideas like yours and thoughts. It's called abovetopsecret.com check it out if you want. I wouldn't suggest it if it wasn't good.
peace! and keep your head high
`Dee
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Some interesting ideas and I agree completely with your view. I think the last two lines makes a very effective ending aswell.
My only criticism is the rhyme is off in some places, but maybe that is deliberate?
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