★ HomToㄨYeah 

Back in '83 a man came to men and

he told me "Son, our way of life is done"

But I was only young



With an eye to the fields speculators and

 yields rotten to the core,

Monoculture whores entered the bidding wars from distant shores,



I don't wanna be in the land known as destitute and free,

With the grains of wrath blazing a path from sea to shining sea!

Oh the sinuous trails of concrete and rails and exhausted roars,

Population wars setting our future course,

Is profit and greed the only conceit on a scale between

Mere prosperity and inhumanity? It may well be but,



I don't wanna be in the land known as destitute and free,

With the grains of wrath blazing a path from sea to shining sea!

I don't wanna be in the land known as destitute and free,

With the grains of wrath blazing a path from sea to shining sea

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