Land of the F(r)ee - Larry and His Flask

The damn man kicking down my door

Don’t he know I won’t see him no more?

That dusty brim hanging over his eyes

Lord, I ain’t never seen a man of his size

The heavy hand and the cast iron faith

He never gives but he always takes

I see the red red dust on his soul

His tired boots are as black as coal

You might see him in a subway car

Or in the darkest corner down in the bar

The steely gaze and the serpent smile

He’ll work you over pretty good for a while

So I’ll tell you just what I did

I packed my bags and away I went

Crossed frozen mountains and a deep blue sea

I built a wall between him and me

Tell you something if you’re hooked by the man

Just get out while you still can