Home of the braves, land of the free, Where "freedom of choice" just means coke or Pepsi... But I'm not buying it. They say if you're not working You're just wasting away, "Employment gaps look bad on your resume"... But I'm not buying, I'm not buying, I'm not buying their incentives, their lies, Their empty promises -- just chains in disguise -- while we let them steal away our very lives! Tell me why there's still a 40 hour work week While unemployment's on the rise? Why do we keep overproducing But still it's hard just to survive? Why does "surplus" food rot While hungry people die? We're stripped of human dignity, Forced to live in poverty, Cuz in this land of the free Our "freedom" is all fake. We're wage slaves to the company, Land slaves to the property, And tax slaves to the economy Of the capitalist state! It's illegal to squat or live on the street, But rent is extortion when you have to pay to sleep... But I'm not buying it. . We're just endentured servants Living on the master's land, Serfs trying to buy back Our freedom on the lay-away plan... But I'm not buying, I'm not buying, I'm not buying