This is the America of fable, the land of Cain & Abel
Where you're stuck with the check, but still no seat at the table
And this is as American as fences & walls
Do the crime, let someone else take the fall
It's as American as taking from your neighbor
Pledged to the flag of stolen land, stolen labor
This is as American as turning the screw
Do as I say, not as I do
When head hits wall, and I'm not getting through
I remind myself that these words are American, too
I'm not staring at my feet
I'll look you right in the eye
My heart is not a closed fist, it's an open sky
I'm not staring at my feet
I'll look you right in the eye
My heart is not a closed fist, it's an open sky
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