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 you reach out for the sky

And I can't save you
I can't save you
Still I try to
But I don't think you want me to

Three cheers for the dying
Standin' tall on wounded knees
If I can only fix your problem
In this land of free disease
In this land of free disease
In this land of no repreve

And I can't save you
I can't save you
Still I try to
But 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
I don't think you want me
No, not me

And I can't save you
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

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