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City: San Diego
State: California
Country: US
Signup Date: 4/24/2005

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Tuesday, February 10, 2009 

Category: Music

I've done my best and still I've come up short,
trying to say less, or should I say no more,
about your lying and cheating, perverting our Promised Land?
Show me the way you call your 'master plan',
and I'll show you another empty hand,
that's broken and bleeding and slaving in our Promised Land.
So damn 'close' to your better tomorrow,
but 'close' don't count for shit,
fuck your tomorrow.

I won't be what you want me to be,
you and I both see the world differently.
You're mind is like a foreign policy,
I don't comprehend, I only can condemn.
I won't see what you want me to see,
I've come to learn that we'll never agree.
You're mind is like a foreign policy,
you don't understand, you only can defend,
and that's your right.

Open your door and take a look outside,
well do you like what you see, are you satisfied,
with the hope for a future for our children in your Promised Land?
If you said no, you've got my sympathy,
if you said yes, go get some therapy,
to open your mind to the burning of our Promised Land.

So damn 'close' to your better tomorrow,
but close didn't give us shit,
you just fucked our tomorrow.

I won't be what you want me to be,
you and I both see the world differently.
Your mind is like a foreign policy,
that I don't comprehend, I only can condemn.
I won't see what you want me to see,
I've come to learn that we'll never agree,
your mind is like a foreign policy,
you don't understand, you only can defend,
and that's your right.

I'll fight your war to free a land,
that I'll never see put back together again.
We feed and clothe terrorist's in cells,
I wish our Vietnam vets only had it so well.
You make it our mission to govern a land,
that's rooted in a faith that you don't understand.
You're a modern day Moses tripping through sand,
you're leaving, not leading our children in your Promised Land.

Let me appraise your better tomorrow,
it's worth two squirts of piss...
fuck your tomorrow.

I won't be what you want me to be,
you and I both see the world differently.
Your mind is like a foreign policy,
that I don't comprehend, I only can condemn.
I won't see what you want me to see,
I've come to learn that we'll never agree,
your mind is like a foreign policy,
that you don't understand, you only can defend,
and that's your right.

I say fuck you and your motherfuckin' right.