Great Country

Got no money In the great country Choosing between teeth and rent And feeling so free I've got thirty tabs open And maybe three Opportunities to sell my time For a nominal fee Rent my body On the ad market How many banners Do you think I can fit Enough to appear Good for it Maybe even Afford insurance So sick Of you lying to me Does this face Look like I'm happy So sick Of you lying to me Admit your defeat Got no home In the great country Put my life On the line When I went overseas I returned to nothing From the great country Except opportunities To turn into a show pony Become a cop And join the war at home My neighbors are More dangerous than you know Kill some kids For stealing candy It's the only way To make sure That we're living free In the great country So sick Of you lying to me Does this face Look like I'm happy So sick Of you lying to me I think freedom Should feel free The country's dream Is a get rich quick scheme Sold by fraudsters Possessed by greed Regulated by their buddies From the last dumb thing While they try to Kill the culture Made by you and me Got no vote In the great country Redrew the lines Cause they don't Like how I think If my skin was Any darker I'd need three IDs To be allowed To walk around Inside the great country Oh lucky me