tis of thee
They caught the last poor man
On a poor mans vacation
They cuffed him and confiscated his stuff
They dragged his black ass down to the station
And said, ok, the streets are safe now
All your pretty white children can come out and see spot run
And they came out of their houses
And they looked around
But they didnt see no one
My country tis of thee
To take swings at each other on the talkshow tv
Why dont you just go ahead and turn off the sun
Cuz well never live long enough
To undo everything theyve done to you
Undo everything theyve done to you
Above 96th street
Theyre handing out smallpox blankets so people dont freeze
The old dogs have got a new trick
Its called criminalize the symptoms
While you spread the disease
And I hold on hard to something
Between my teeth when Im sleeping
I wake up and my jaw aches
And the earth is full of earthquakes
My country tis of thee
To take swings at each other on the talkshow tv
Why dont you just go ahead and turn off the sun
Cuz well never live long enough
To undo everything theyve done to you
Undo everything theyve done to you
They caught the last poor man
Flying away in a shiny red cape
They took him down to the station
And they said, boy, you shouldve known better
Than to try to escape
I ran away with the circus
Cuz theres still some honest work left for bearded ladies
Since they put everyone in jail
Exceot the cleavers and the bradys
My country tis of thee
To take swings at each other on the talkshow tv
Why dont you just go ahead and turn off the sun
Cuz well never live long enough
To undo everything theyve done to you
Undo everything theyve done to you