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