| I was born and raised an orphan in a land that once was free
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| In a land that poured its love out on the moon;
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| And I grew up in the shadows of your silos filled with grain
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| But you never helped to fill my empty spoon
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| And when I was ten you murdered law with courtroom politics
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| And you learned to make a lie sound just like truth;
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| But I know you better now and I don’t fall for all your tricks
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| And you’ve lost the one advantage of my youth
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| You kill a black man at midnight just for talking to your daughter
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| Then you make his wife your mistress and you leave her without water;
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| And the sheet you wear upon your face is the sheet your children sleep on
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| At every meal you say a prayer; |
| you don’t believe but still you keep on
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| And your money says in God we trust
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| But it’s against the law to pray in school;
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| You say we beat the Russians to the moon
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| And I say you starved your children to do it
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| You are far across the ocean but the war is not your own
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| And while you’re winning theirs, you’re gonna lose the one at home;
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| Do you really think the only way to bring about the peace
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| Is to sacrifice your children and kill all your enemies?
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| The politicians all make speeches while the news men all take note
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| And they exaggerate the issues as they shove them down our throats;
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| Is it really up to them whether this country sinks or floats?
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| Well I wonder who would lead us if none of us would vote
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| Well my phone is tapped and my lips are chapped from whispering through the
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| fence
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| You know every move I make, or is that just coincidence?
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| Well you try to make my way of life a little less like jail
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| If I promise to make tapes and slides and send them through the mail
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| And your money says in God we trust
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| But it’s against the law to pray in school;
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| You say we beat the Russians to the moon
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| And I say you starved your children to do it
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| You say all men are equal, all men are brothers
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| Then why are the rich more equal than others?
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| Don’t ask me for the answer, I’ve only got one:
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| That a man leaves his darkness when he follows the Son |