Idioma Origen:
Back in '83 a man came to me and he told me
"son, our way of life is done"
But I was only young
With an eye to the fields speculators and yields
rotten to the core
Monoculture whores entered the bidding wars
from distant shores
I don't wanna be in the land known as destitute
and free
With the grains of wrath blazin a path from sea
to shining sea
Oh the sinuous trails of concrete and rails and
exhausted roars
Population wars setting our future course
Is profit and greed the only conceit on a scale
between
Mere prosperity and inhumanity? It may well be
but I don't wanna be in the land known as destitute
and free
With the grains of wrath blazing a path from sea
so shining sea
I don't wanna be in the land known as destitute
and free
With the grains of wrath blazing a path from sea
To shining sea
I don't wanna be in the land of destitute
and free
With the grains of wrath blazing a path from sea
to shining sea
ohhh wh ohhh
Idioma Destino:
Back in '83 a man came to me and he told me
"son, our way of life is done"
But I was only young
With an eye to the fields speculators and yields
rotten to the core
Monoculture whores entered the bidding wars
from distant shores
I don't wanna be in the land known as destitute
and free
With the grains of wrath blazin a path from sea
to shining sea
Oh the sinuous trails of concrete and rails and
exhausted roars
Population wars setting our future course
Is profit and greed the only conceit on a scale
between
Mere prosperity and inhumanity? It may well be
but I don't wanna be in the land known as destitute
and free
With the grains of wrath blazing a path from sea
so shining sea
I don't wanna be in the land known as destitute
and free
With the grains of wrath blazing a path from sea
To shining sea
I don't wanna be in the land of destitute
and free
With the grains of wrath blazing a path from sea
to shining sea
ohhh wh ohhh