Land of the Free (lyric video)

“Land of the Free” is an anti-anthem for the United States of America. It was composed on the spot in Brooklyn in the fall of 2019. Ain’t no land of the Free Ain’t no worrying me, oh Lord Ain’t no…

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“Land of the Free” is an anti-anthem for the United States of America.

It was composed on the spot in Brooklyn in the fall of 2019.

Ain’t no land of the Free
Ain’t no worrying me, oh Lord
Ain’t no curse on the land
Ain’t no gun and no hand, no Lord

Ain’t no light and no dark
Ain’t no flood and no spark, no Lord
Ain’t no cross on the sea
Ain’t no worrying me, oh Lord

I been down in the bottom of a hole
Fell down to the depths of my soul
I know where the wind doesn’t blow
I’ve seen too much to know
I feel we can all grow
No one knows as much as me

Ain’t no cream on the milk
Ain’t no steel and no silk, no Lord
Ain’t no crops, ain’t no land
Ain’t no hammer and no hand, no Lord

I’ve been drenched in the rain of the morning
Waiting for someone’s learning
Waiting for something in me
To come out an begin the expulsion of my soul
More than my skin could hold
Let the blue sky enter me
And I will be free, just like you, oh lord

Ain’t no land of the free
Ain’t no worrying me, oh Lord
Ain’t no tip of the spear
Ain’t no faith and no fear, no Lord

Ain’t no stain on your brow
Ain’t no ox and no plow, no Lord
Ain’t no grass, ain’t no rain
Ain’t no love and no pain, no lord

Waiting for my dying day
Just so someone could say
I’ve been wandering here
Saving for my wonder grace
Under this hellish place
All alone from fear

Ain’t no wisdom and no stupidity
Ain’t no trace of your fluidity
Ain’t no blue in the sky
Ain’t no you and no I, no Lord

Treason is a human stain
We come up with words for our pain
We can’t conceive the field
Waiting for the spinning wheel
Trusting in the unseen deal
Monte in the cards on the lake
Open like a wondrous star
So far from where we are
And a way to stay awake

Ain’t no land of the just
Ain’t no should and no must, Oh Lord
Ain’t no rust on the blade
Ain’t no trust in the trade of song

All you know just is not
Enough to begin to grok
You feel inside your toes
You need more than those songs
That your parents sang along to
Something more, something hardcore

Ain’t no truth in the room
Ain’t no dusk or no gloom, no lord
Ain’t no light in the dawn
Ain’t no silence, no song, no Lord

Wonder where you are tonight
Anyone who has seen such a light
That could shine so brightly nightly
Come into your eyes to sightly
Let the ghost of your past outside
Flood all the things you tried
Let you lie down inside your grave
Behave, behave, behave

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