I want my country back And a good dream to stand up for. Got my hand over my heart, But I don't feel at home here anymore Big, big flag above the big, big mall, And the shake rattle and roll to the core. Things sprawl after they fall, And I don't feel at home here anymore Homeland of Sojourner Truth And Chief Joseph before, Many quiet words of wisdom drowned out by TV And I don't feel at home here anymore. Blind engineer, war train on the track, Many many a heart is sore. We want our country back; We want to feel at home here once more. I want my country back.