We have faced despair 
and found a river there 
we have faced despair 
and found a river there 
we have sucked the fruit of disease 
and found that it tasted sweet 
like meat gone bad 

sleep warmly under columns of light 
sleep warmly under columns of light 
sleep warmly under columns of light 
sleep with the fishes tonight 

all alone in this recluse car 
became afraid of what we are 
and what we might not be 
in the land of the free 

land of the free 
land of the free 
land of the free 
land of the free 

smell the ripe overripe budding America 
a sweetfaced straightlaced pornographic actress 
that's her draw - 
no one can believe she'd appear in this smut 
her face smiling perfect through innocent teeth 
unaware of the debauchery beneath 
smiling innocent through perfect teeth 
unaware of the wolves running 
wild in her streets 
in the land of the free 

land of the free 
land of the free 
land of the free 

get em up get em 
down on their knees 
all praise to Allah 
who provides what we need 
a Swiss precision suicide machine 
Jesus Christ 
Soul on Ice 
sleep with the mother fuckin 
fishes tonight