We wander the desert
On our way
To the Promise Land
Forty years of struggle
As State Corporate Churches
Told us how to pray
And what to say
So we sailed an ocean
To Jamestown
And Plymouth
Declaring freedom
From bondage to spiritual faith
Thirteen colonies
A lucky number
As we grow and organize
And build
We gather inner strength
As we rise up and unite
Against a foreign king
With red coat bullies
Who would tax us
And hang our sons
From trees
We rebel together
Risking our lives
From spiritual faith to great courage
We defeat our enemy
That would oppress us
In our own land
We learned a hard lesson
With dirt and blood
From courage to liberty
We conquer this great land
Using our skills
And working together
In a coal mine
On a wagon train
Inventing and learning
From liberty to abundance
We section off the land
With wire fences
And a Trail of Tears
And call it mine
And not yours
With a watchful eye
And a guard dog
And a shotgun
From abundance to selfishness
We get fat and lazy
But don't worry
Cause we'll have Maria
Do it tomorrow
As we forget
The struggle of work
And the pride of winning
From selfishness to complacency
The steak knives are sharp
When we kill the fatted calf
To share amongst ourselves
And throw the left-overs away
As our neighbors starve
And need medical care
From the drugs we sold them
We congratulate each other
On our genius
Pimp Daddy Bankers
Trading their souls
For a few dollars
To spend in Hell
From complacency to apathy
We sell our jobs
To cheaper labor somewhere else
And import everything we need
Or ever wanted
And worship at the temple of Wal-Mart
And stand by and watch
As the bankers steal
The family farm
And give it to Big Pharm
As a lobby deal
From apathy to dependency
We never see it coming
As jealous countries watch us
Selfish children
With our finger on the button
Fighting each other
They watch and wait
With trembling fingers
And jealous eyes
Waiting for their chance
To move in
And collect on unpaid debts
As we are evicted
From our own land
By soldiers with blue helmets
We finally give in
And bow before them
And serve our new masters well
From dependency back again
To bondage
As we dream again
Of one day being free
In our own land