"Homestead" lyrics


THREE MAN CANNON LYRICS

"Homestead"

well the land gave up and the soil turned to the dust while the food grew less hour by the hour and the banks sent men to enforce their power "no i'm sorry sir but there's nothing i can do" money and machines got the best of me. anything to feed this economy. we're the messengers of this war, fought on home soil between the rich and the poor. and with these words you cried we are the victims of our own design. fearing the loss of life theres nothing left to do but drive. pack 'em 14, 14 to a truck just so long as we can get by. to the west, to the west with the sun setting in our eyes. and the talk and talk and talking never brought us any action and the walk and walk and walking just left us too tired. (and we still haven't given up) one last drive to save ourselves or maybe just stay alive. took 66 to california in search of a better life. we met some people there they were so poor and yet so nice. the worst thing that's killing us is trying to pass the time. i'm still breathing.

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