Land of the free

Free in the land of the free
Free in the land of the free

I'd like to own a mountain
It moves me like a hurricane
Why you see me as the enemy
While I'd like to be an angel

Free in the land of the free
Free in the land of the free

I'd like to meet the President
He moves me like a hurricane
Why you see him as a murderer
Well, that depends on the color of your skin

Free in the land of the free
Free in the land of the free

Got to have devotion
To meet the man in the Sasquatch suit
Pure white face, white, white skin
These are the keys to freedom

Free in the land of the free
Free in the land of the free

I'd like to tell the children
Why they starve and why they die
Why the man in the mansion
Gives them the dirt and him the sky

Free in the land of the free
Free in the land of the free

? the people
When the hand the kills is the hand that guides?
Why are we the chosen
When the one who speaks is the one who dies?

Free in the land of the free
Free in the land of the free
Free in the land of the free
Free, free
Free in the land of the free
Free, free
Free, free
Free, free
Free in the land of the free
Free