A desultory phillipic, by Mark Courter. Featuring Larry Hansen on slide guitar and Stephanie Thompson on backing vocals, Mark on guitars, bass and lead vocal. Drums by Session Drummer 2.
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Story behind the song
a straightforward declaration directed toward our current administration.
Lyrics
1. I live in the land of nothing for free
There’s no free lunch for you or for me
Still every day as I look around
I see that nothing’s impossible
There’s no such thing as a free pass
As we barrel down the freeway with our foot on the gas
As I pull myself up by my bootstraps
I ask is this really plausible?
Chorus:
We go flying into the night
Driving through the dark with no headlights
Headed for the future with out nose to the ground
Looking for leaders where none can be found.
2. Every day my blood boils
As I see our boys shuffle off this mortal coil
Dying in a struggle for a rich man’s oil
I say it’s reprehensible
Your son too can join in the hunt
But no President’s son can be found on the front
Dirty work reserved for those who have not
It’s indefensible
Chorus:
We go flying into the night
Driving through the dark with no headlights
Headed for the future with out nose to the ground
Looking for leaders where none can be found.
3. Wealth and poverty stand side by side
But every election we just let it slide
We’re so far in debt we got our backs to the wall
It’s incomprehensible