Welcome To America

This is a racist nation
Big hands of provocation
If this don't do your time
Don't turn my head, don't turn my spine
I have the right to ?
I have the right to choose
And when the chains are down
Gonna shake their hands, you know you'll lose

You feel it
You feel it

?, the streets are pumping
To get to work on time
This is an education
This is 1929
We're in the fields of hunger
We're in the face of fire
This is a generation
No time to burn, no god for hire

You feel it
You feel it
You feel it
You feel it

We ?
We fight the fear of pain
There is no consolation
No ? to win or soul to gain
We fight the wheels of progress
This is 1969
This is the Voodoo Age
And this is not for voodoo sign

We feel it
We feel it
We feel it

I'm done of sterile visions
No way to plug and flow
Into these vacancies
It's time to build a brand-new world
We've got the fear of nature
We've got the law of hate
It's not just anybody
? a corporate state

We feel it
We feel it

We feel it
We feel it

We fight anticipation
This is how the Romans burn
We fight communication
This is how the planets turn
We ? to freedom
Waiting for the mushroom sign
This is a fading nation
This is 1989

We feel it
We feel it
We feel it