Land of the Free

Veiled by the masses who deny it exists
A splinter that’s hidden but always persists
Another oilfield blemish to stain this here tryst
Of the land of the free that just don’t exist

Yeah

You call it normal, we call it policy
That’s the only difference between you and me
And now you judge us, the audacity, yeah
That’s the only difference between you and me

But still you point fingers
But still you accuse
But still look for weakness
(A way to excuse)
The things that you practise
And things that you do
Are in opposition to the speech that you use

Yeah

You call it normal, we call it policy
That’s the only difference between you and me
And now you judge us, the audacity, yeah
That’s the only difference between you and me

And one day we will face eternity
To hear our judgement, that’s you and me
And they will judge us, our democracy, yeah
And find this weakness
In you
And me