It's lonely out on the range That open space they call country I wanted you I couldn't have you Your pills left you kind of deranged Hopelessly caged
Yeah, yo, what up yo? Yeah, yeah, what up? Ha, ha, nothin', man Hold on someone beepin' on my other line and shit Fuck nigga I've seen everything I wanted
Have you been around, have you done your share of coming down On different things that people do? Have you been aware, you got brothers and sisters who
Yore daddy runs sheep and mah uncle runs cattle Nothin' can keep us out of this battle they wage As it burns up the range, 'til no man is left In the
Then you'll discover Under your cover The strangest thing that I ever heard of It makes you wonder Why you're here And why you feel so Strangely weird
This land is your land, this land is my land From Love Canal to Three Mile Island From the Livermore labs to the offshore rigs This land was made for
Spoken: Vern: Howdy, my name's Vern, this here's my gang (nods to man on one side, woman on the other). We're special sort of cow-pokes and we'd like
Stars of the midnight ranges Shining through the night Stars of the midnight ranges Light my way tonight While my herd is grazin' Guide them til the
(Matt Thomas/The Mavis's - Mushroom) You you you can't explain but landing on your feet again trailers tell you you're not so please go back to the land
This land is your land and this land is my land From the dirty water of the river Thames To the rusting cranes of the tee another tyne The land
This Land is your Land this Land is my Land from California to the Boston Harbor from the Redwood forest to the Gulf stream waters this Land was
Oh hello, I am the ghost of Troubled Joe Hung by his pretty white neck Some eighteen months ago I traveled to a mystical time zone And I missed my bed
Face to face Blood to blood The mountain You tumbled from And in the land of rape and honey You prey Step by step You climb the mountain You prey Fist
Have you run into the human race? Have you run into the world? Have you run into the system? And I raise the white flag And I raise the white flag And
I?m gonna kill him I?m gonna break his face I?m gonna crack his skull I?m gonna kick it all in I?m gonna break his legs off I?m gonna rip his head off
You know what you are, no You know what you are, no Don't try to reason No words, no words I've seen it all before Don't cry because it is too late
We got the rally on the run Now people show us something we can do Got the message, got the gun We're not the kinda girls he gives into So we say it'
Yore Daddy runs sheep and mah uncle runs cattle Nothin' can keep us out of this battle they wage As it burns up the range, 'til no man is left In