Oh, give me a home where we aren’t so alone
Where the black and the white children play
Where seldom is heard an offhand racial slur
And my Muslim sisters feel safe
Home of the estranged
Where the white and the black children play
Some peace is preferred, let the county lines blur
And the preachers hold hands with the gays
Corporate motives are pure, politicians stay free
Of corruption and work to better our lives
Liberals begging for change politely from the stage
The vice president nods and he smiles
The natives of our land we so brutally banned
From the beauty they were born into first
It’s been two hundred years since that damn trail of tears
Yet we still hate them for loving the earth
Home of the estranged
Human life is not a resource to trade
It is not so absurd to hear out the perturbed
We all see the same things different ways
Yeah, we do
How often at night stumbling bodega bright
Neon lights burn like synthetic stars
Bums ponder below spare a quarter or so
Does their wisdom exceed that of ours?
You pick a blue lotus flower from this dear land of ours
If it helps you start to hear people cry
On a child to anoint or you could lace it in your joint
I wish everyone felt just as high
Home of the estranged
Where no one has to wake up afraid
There's a love we could learn that would cover the world
I believe it'll happen someday
There's a love we could learn that would cover the world
I believe it'll happen someday
