In the home of the brave
Jefferson turnin’ over in his grave
There's no one here, the gardener is gone
I don't need any reminder;
To know how much I really care
Does she know I still care?
I don't want to fake you out
The sky is erupting, I must go where it's quiet.
Sometimes I wanna take to the road and plunder
But I mean no harm nor put fault, On anyone that lives in a vault, But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.
It's too bright a light, he said, "For anybody's eyes,;
If you've never seen one it's a blessing in disguise."
to live outside the law, you must be honest
