From West L.A. to New York City

cleaning dishes in the wallstreet hype

miss liberty and golden gate so pretty

and Uncle Sam is cleaning stars and stripes



We're all stickin' together

in the fields where we don't belong

but we gonna win now or never

so proud

fightin' the streets for a trashcan-dinner



[CHORUS:]

America, the promised land

forever free and never dying

America, a dream comes true

a helping hand needs no denying



From New Orleans to "old" Milwaukee

streets still not clean from colored men

the heartland of your heart is where your heart is

can you afford to pay for not to die?



We all have to face it forever

we all have to dance with wolves

can't you dig it, white nigger?

take this

to live and let die is not the meaning of life



[CHORUS SOLO: Sascha CHORUS]