Lyrics Corrosion Of Conformity – The Land Of Free Disease

Please pray for the plowboy
‘Cause there’s more than meets the eye
Once and twice might protect you
Land of fatted lamb don’t lie

Land of fatted lamb don’t lie
So we look up to the sky

And I can’t save you
No I can’t save you
Still I try to
But I don’t think you want me

Three cheers for the dying
Standing tall on wounded knees
I can only fix your problem
In this land of free disease

In this land of free disease
In this land of no reprieve

And I can’t save you
No I can’t save you
Still I try to
But I don’t think you want me
No I don’t think you want me
I don’t think you want me
No I don’t think you want me
I don’t think you want me
No I don’t think you want me
To poison the land of the free
No, not me

Yeah

No I can’t save you
No I can’t save you

So I dance with the devil
So I dance
So I dance with the devil