Save, save, save
Save, save, save, save, save
Broken down in decay
Well America street it's right nearby

Land of the free and the brave
What a shame that we can't teach our kids to read
America street it's right nearby
Won't be much, won't be much, won't be much to save
Sign on the street post tells me

We watch while our deficit grows
Won't be much, much to save

I'm riding down from uptown
To where the buildings are broken down in decay
Well won't be much to save
Won't be much to save
Save, save, save, save, save

It's a classic case of misdirection and slight of hand
Because it's cold and I live outside
And if we can't work and make some change
America street it's right nearby
And if we can't work and make some change
Funny that it's one way
Which way I should go
There won't be much of this land left to save
There won't be much of this land left to save
If we can't work and make some change
Riding down America street
Makes you wonder where all the tax money goes I don't know
Won't be much to save
Won't be much to save, save

Right up to the bar and enjoy his lie
Won't be much to save
Save, save, save, save, save
Excuse me sir pardon me can you spare some change

There won't be much of this land left to save
Land of the free and the brave
Land of the free and the brave

Won't be much to save
A thoughtful search into my pockets finds enough so he can rocket