A venting dedicated to those 'men' who won't control their hands (or other appendages) |
Imperfect humanity Cultivating vanity Embracing profanity Lacking humility Eschewing civility Adoring calamity Dead spirituality Undercover duality Rampant brutality Parading carnality... Sweet Land of Liberty What have we done to Thee? Free to be you To choose what to do Free to be cruel Treat life as a duel Free to come first Let others be cursed Free to control Mind body and soul Free to devour Abuse your power... Sweet Land of Liberty What have we done to Thee? You've scaled your profession No time for confession At the top of your game No need to feel shame Put that lock on your door Drop your pants to the floor Offer a step up the ladder Then strike like an adder It's good to be male Feel the wind in your sail... Sweet Land of Equality What can we ask of Thee? She's free to speak out! She's free to cry out! She's free to shout out! She's free to yell out! She's free to scream out! She's free to walk out! She's free to run out! She's free to reach out! She's free to point out... The snakes in their privacy-glass offices The worms in their stone-clad corridors The perverts in their positions of power The faithless scum floating at the top of corporate cesspools You're going to be skimmed off You're going to be sucked off in a different way You're going to be seen for what you are... You're a product of the Sweet Land of abused Liberty Sweet Hand of Justice What will You do to US? Sweet Mercy of Jesus Will You please heal us? Sweet Home of the Brave Home of the freedom we crave We're sorry for our crimes For crossing those lines For crossing those lines For crossing those lines... Line up the crosses Line up the bosses Line up those crooks Whose hands are like hooks Line up the dicks Those despicable pricks Sweet Land of the Free... Sweet Land of those who think they are Free To use and abuse and abuse and abuse and abuse and abuse and abuse and abuse.... Line them up Line them up LINE THEM UP... Then let them confess Their hearts are a mess Overtaken by lust Ethics layered with rust Let them repent Of evil days spent Focused on pleasure Groping for treasure In chests that weren't theirs Yet unlocked with their stares Sweet Hand of Justice Sweet Hand of Truth Sweet Hand of Grace Sweet Hand of Mercy Sweet Hand of Love Sweet Hand of Hope Sweet Hand of Forgiveness... Sweet Hand of Forgiveness Bless us with sadness Have mercy on this Nation For our craven defection Show us the way home Show us the way Home My country 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing... |