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Am F G
Am F G
Am F G
Am F Dm
A
This is the street...
F G
of sensless crime and poverty
A
and the color...
F G
if you should pay the penalty
A F D
A
this is the city...
F G
the power gain and influence
A
where the poor...
F D
and we're still told it's coincidents
G A
It's the same old self- survival dance
G A
that we're all born with an equal chance
D F G
But who could be so blind that they could never see
Refrain:
A
That this is my land
F G
and I can't pretend that it's nothing to do with me
A
and this is your land
F G
you can't close your eyes for the things you don't wanna see
A F G
D Bb C G
A F G
A
this is the country...
F G
and cops on the take on comoon place
A
the next...
F G
by them politicians that matches strength
A
This is a world...
F G
but theres still no cure for the common cold
A
we raise...
F G
in the name of god and national pride
G A
And the line we use to convince ourselves:
G A
"It's not our fault, it can't be helped!"
D F G
Don't tell me we're so blind we can not see
Refrain:
A
that this is my land
F G
and I can't pretend that it has nothing to do with me
A
and this is your land
F G
you can't close xour eyes for this hypocricy
A
Yes this is my land
F G
and i won't pretend that is has nothing to do with me
A
'Cuz this is our land
F G
We cant close our eyes to the things we don't wanna see
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