I come from the land of the melting snow
With nothing to give
and nowhere to go
I listen to the radio
and hear all the lies
Those heart throb b******s
Those cheap nursery rhymes
This no money has me binding
no job, all the time, I'll just keep on winding
Until the time of my sanitys demise
Thats what I get
I reap what I sow
I put myself here
how did you know?
The drugs did them in
those poor hippies lost
Walking round the table
Calculating losses
Buying cheap weed
from mexican underbosses
We get what we get
we know what we know
Fighting this governments
improper undertow
We are getting restless
The rich getting richer
The poor getting poorer
I come from the land of the melting snow
With the gateway blocked to freedom unknown
I tried to get under that working class column
but i was told to pack, to pick up, start haulin'
So I might go west where they are truly fucked
But I doubt there is time
For this land of the melting snow
Tonight is the night
an undercover underrising
We lay down and die
A sheeps uprising
we bleet and banter
on the way to slaughter
We sold this lady to china,
and they went ahead and bought her
The panama cream dream
has come to a fold
We gave away positioning
Gotta fuel war's ignition
I come from the land of the melting snow
My mid- Missouri, the one I call home.