We will fight to save this We will fight to keep it alive This is a 'cause worth fighting for We will rescue and restore This is a barren wasteland A lonely place Where inspiration goes to die Rescue the beauty that's left Restore the character that's

Please don’t let me die in Florida, I don’t care about my name. Throw my bed on to a train. And this is what I know. If you catch me dying in Orlando If you catch me dying in Daytona I was born in Indian summer, In the Southern long ago. Where those

There’s nothing left to say, and so goodnight I’m empty like the day after Christmas Swept beneath the wave of your goodbye You left me on the day after Christmas Sad, how far you ran, I’ll search this land Up through the clouds then back here We could

Hold up, walking on a tightrope How could I switch on you? This the only thing I know Stay down and be loyal, now we ballin' like the pros Remember when I used to sit and plan it with the bros Nowadays I'm just sellin' out these shows She tell me that

No we don't have a lot of money Just as free Free as we'll ever be So we live out in our old van Travel all across this land We'll end up hand in hand Somewhere down on the sand

How Is There Going To Be Peace When There Is No Justice, Oh No, Oh Someone Is Taking More Than Their Share Of The Bounties Of This Land And That´s Not Fair So Little People Got More Than They Need While There´s So Many Hungry Mounths In The World To Feed

On this Gulfport Island Road It's the last fair deal goin' down On that Gulfport Island Road I love the way you do My captain's so mean on me Last fair deal goin' down It's the last fair deal goin' down, good Lord Please, Ida Belle, don't cry this time

I'm looking for a place to start And everything feels so different now. Just grab a hold of my hand I will lead you through this wonderland. Water up to my knees But sharks are swimming in the sea. Just follow my yellow light And ignore all those big

Take the Heartland Take the Heartland with a sense of revenge Take the Heartland and make it look easy Should I kill you with my sword, yeah? Or should I kill you with this word? I’m gonna hide my heart behind the peacock’s fan And keep my friends real

Scorched earth we left A barren land of ash Our fatherland laid waste Be the void our fucking monument At a leaden dawn At this ominous morn Pila loomed on the horizon Talons of the wolverine Exanimate legions formed