A safe haven to those in need,
Working, changing can't you see?
The sweat of the brow, and toil of hoe
We rule this land, an iron fist of
Unjust pain. Though wealthy and
Famous some may be, most
Of us live in poverty.
O, America!
A laugh of sorrow
Can be heard from the masses.
While we continue our lives,
Never thinking twice of why
There pain happens.
At the core of every solution,
Working, changing can't you see?
The sweat of the brow, and toil of hoe
We rule this land, an iron fist of
Unjust pain. Though wealthy and
Famous some may be, most
Of us live in poverty.
O, America!
A laugh of sorrow
Can be heard from the masses.
While we continue our lives,
Never thinking twice of why
There pain happens.
At the core of every solution,
At the heart of every problem,
Lies the desolate,
The broken,
And the damned.
