Letra No Country - Manu Katché

No Country

Open your eyes and take a look around you\nIs this your idea of paradise?\nWith chickens running in the middle of dusty roads\nAnd broken pickup trucks rusting in the ditches\nWhere men work night and day\nWith hammers in the scrapyards\nNo country\nNo country’s free\nNo country\nNo country’s free\nSome people have more money\nSome people have more fun\nSome people have more choices\nSome people they have none\nNo country\nNo country’s free\nNo country’s free\nSome people have more money\nSome people have more fun\nSome people have more choices\nSome people they have none\nSome people find enlightenments\nSome people go insane\nSome people find their freedom\nSome people live in chains\nFreedom is only relative\nOne man’s pillow is another man’s doorstep\nLook left, look right, look left again\nThere are no certainties anymore\nAnyone who tells you different\nIs a liar or a fool\nNo country\nNo country’s free