Out here in the fields - the kids get bad meals
I throw my back out for my living
I still have to fight to prove I'm right
I don't seem to be forgiven yeah yeah yeah
Michee take my hand - travel cross the land
Gas on the fire - don't leer past your shoulder
The exodus is here - the crackers paying dear
Let's have another before we get much bolder
Out here on the plains
We use most our brains
We put our souls into our living
We din't want to fight
To guard our rights
And we didn't ask to be forgiven
Don't cry -- Don't take the lies
It's only New Age wasteland
Bubba take my hand
Must rise up 'cross Our Land
Bring down The Liar
Before his Change remolds Her
The tipping point is near
Must not give in to fear
Let's get together
Before they've bought and sold her
New Age wasteland, we're in a New Age wasteland
New Age wasteland, Oh yeah, New age wasteland