Hook:
We the people have something to say
We are America and we won't go away
We're the faces that you see when you take your detour
You took away our homes, we're the working poor


1st Verse

Her name is synonymous with the word mercy
Tender age of nine she's treated mercilessly
Wearing a purple skirt a taxed smile on her face
She glares at the board as she tries to stay awake

In the wake of foreclosure life feels like a wake
and the weight of her books makes her take a second look
At a country full of patriots composed out of crooks
Mistook the reflection as the face of good faith

Focused on her lessons as we bailed out the banks
Got median grades as the government walked away
I understand the pain cause I've felt it to
Chin up sweetheart and don't let none trample you

Your dreams are achievable believe this MC
They'll guide you through the night when it's too dark to see
They'll give you the strength when you ask 'Why Me?'
They'll support you when you're weak so never stop fighting

2nd Verse

I thought this was the land of the free home of the brave
Not the origin of greed and the underpaid
When families go to bed in the shadow of an underpass
It's time to burn the gallows and escape the past

The shallows are the bed in which we tuck in our dreams
No beds of our own is it as bad as it seems
Yes, when the feds don't protect the kids
There's a serious defect and we know what it is

We don't have a lobby, our interests aren't special
Rebuilding our community's considered detrimental
The term homeless student makes me want to go mental
They're the future of our country man you think they'd be gentle

Close the recruitment centers before the schools
Here's a problem fix it and ignore the rules
And quit raising funds to run a campaign
Use that money to save a kid who's running on a fan blade


3rd Verse

This song's about a little girl I don't even know
The only thing we have in common is the bank took our homes
The only difference is they took mine when I was older
I don't want this little girl to be another soldier

Hey yo, I can't move these boulders by myself
I'm just a storyteller man I need a little help
I'm not a legislator all I have is a vote
So I'm doing my job and they're just rocking the boat

A country apart but we're both American
And hopefully we can teach our countrymen to care again
Stare at friends and strangers and see them as the same
One tribe, one country, and millions of names.