So many colors on the street are bleeding
None of them are red, white, and blue
People talking 'bout the Sunday funnies
People walking in shopping bag shoes

You were born into a history of violence
It takes a war to go to work
Every time you go making a bullet
You make a target
Target

It’s not a free, it's not a free country
No, no, no
It's not a free, it’s not a free country
No, no, no
It's not a free, it's not a free country

I see you sitting there, I see you in your chair
I'm sure the view by the edge is better
No talking politics, I think I'm over it
No talking politics, I think I'm over it

It's not a free, it's not a free country
No, no, no
It’s not a free, it’s not a free country
No, no, no
It's not a free, it’s not a free country

I wish that you would put the ground down in the ground
I know you hate the way I am
I'd say you're mad about the life you're living
We are in dissonance
Dissonance

It’s not a free, it's not a free country
No, no, no
It's not a free, it's not a free country
No, no, no
It's not a free, it's not a free country