Proud Land Songtext
von The Cavedogs

Here we sit upon the fringe
We′ll break the bread and start the binge
Dig in
Leave me some paths to follow
Raise my glass and toast to swallowing

But this power plant is not real, you know
They feed upon the weak
Not on the wheat, it seems to be

Tune in on the wide-eyed screaming
Sounds without a meaning
Just a trend
Sow your seed and pass the bag
We've raised the corn and now the flag
Amen


But this power plant is not real, you know
They feed upon the weak
Not on the wheat, it seems to be

On any nameless street
The clothes are on the line
The dogwood′s blooming and
The paper's right on time

Black and white is red to us
To feed the hand that feeds on us
Again
Sell the pride and wear a grin
'Cause happy days are here again

But this power plant is not real, you know
They feed upon the weak
Not on the wheat, it seems to be