Wasteland Of The Free Lyrics - Iris Dement

Living in the wasteland of the free... 

We got preachers dealing in politics and diamond mines 

and their speech is growing increasingly unkind 

They say they are Christ's disciples 

but they don't look like Jesus to me 

and it feels like I am living in the wasteland of the free 

We got politicians running races on corporate cash 

Now don't tell me they don't turn around and kiss them peoples' ass 

You may call me old-fashioned 

but that don't fit my picture of a true democracy 

and it feels like I am living in the wasteland of the free 

We got CEO's making two hundred times the workers' pay 

but they'll fight like hell against raising the minimum wage 

and If you don't like it, mister, they'll ship your job 

to some third-world country 'cross the sea 

and it feels like I am living in the wasteland of the free 

Living in the wasteland of the free 

where the poor have now become the enemy 

Let's blame our troubles on the weak ones 

Sounds like some kind of Hitler remedy 

Living in the wasteland of the free 

We got little kids with guns fighting inner city wars 

So what do we do, we put these little kids behind prison doors 

and we call ourselves the advanced civilization 

that sounds like crap to me 

and it feels like I am living in the wasteland of the free 

We got high-school kids running 'round in Calvin Klein and Guess 

who cannot pass a sixth-grade reading test 

but if you ask them, they can tell you 

the name of every crotch on mTV 

and it feels like I am living in the wasteland of the free 

We kill for oil, then we throw a party when we win 

Some guy refuses to fight, and we call that the sin 

but he's standing up for what he believes in 

and that seems pretty damned American to me 

and it feels like I am living in the wasteland of the free 

Living in the wasteland of the free 

where the poor have now become the enemy 

Let's blame our troubles on the weak ones 

Sounds like some kind of Hitler remedy 

Living in the wasteland of the free 

While we sit gloating in our greatness 

justice is sinking to the bottom of the sea 

Living in the wasteland of the free 

Living in the wasteland of the free 

Living in the wasteland of the free