My Land {Toten Hosen} Am F G Am F G Am F G Am F Dm Am This is the street where people live in fear F G of sensless crime and poverty Am and the color of your skin decides F G if you should pay the penalty Am F Dm Am This is the city where only money talks F G the power gain and influence Am Where the poor stay poor, the rich stay rich F Dm and we're still told it's coincidents G Am It's the same old self-survival dance G Am That we're all born with an equal chance Dm F G But who could be so blind that they could never see Am That this is my land: F G And I can't pretend that it has nothing to do with me Am And this is your land: F G You can't close your eyes for the things you dont want to see Am F G Dm Bb C G Am F G Am This is the country filled with greed and hate F G And cops on the take on common place Am The next generation are condemned to waste F G By them politicians that matches strength Am This is a world of war, for the liquid gold F G But there is still no cure for the common cold Am We raise our flags, and battle cries F Dm In the name of God and national pride G Am And the line we use to convince ourselves: G Am "It's not our fault, it can't be helped" Dm F G Don't tell me we're so blind we can not see. Am That this is my land: F G And I can't pretend that it has nothing to do with me Am And this is your land: F G You can't close your eyes for this hypocrisy Am Yes this is my land: F G And I won't pretend that it has nothing to do with me Am 'Cos this is our land: F G We can't close our eyes for the things we dont want to see Am Seite 1 von 3