Tis of Thee

They caught the last poor man
 On a poor man's 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 didn't see no one
 My country 'tis of thee
 To take swings at each other on the talkshow tv
 Why don't you just go ahead and turn off the sun
 'cause we'll never live long enough
 To undo everything they've done to you
 Undo everything they've done to you
 Above 96th street
 They're handing out smallpox blankets so people don't freeze
 The old dogs have got a new trick
 It's called criminalize the symptoms
 While you spread the disease
 And I hold on hard to something
 Between my teeth when I'm 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 don't you just go ahead and turn off the sun
 'cause we'll never live long enough
 To undo everything they've done to you
 Undo everything they've 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 should've known better
 Than to try to escape
 I ran away with the circus
 'cause there's still some honest work left for bearded ladies
 Since they put everyone in jail
 Except the cleavers and the bradys
 My country 'tis of thee
 To take swings at each other on the talkshow tv
 Why don't you just go ahead and turn off the sun
 'cause we'll never live long enough
 To undo everything they've done to you
 Undo everything they've done to you