Verso 1: Oh give me a home where we aren’t so alone Where the black and the white children play Where seldom is heard an offhand racial slur And my Muslim sisters feel safe Home of the estranged Where the white and the black children play Some peace is preferred, let the county lines blur And the preachers hold hands with the gays Verso 2: Corporate motives are pure, politicians stay free Of corruption and work to better our lives Liberals beggin for change, politely from the stage The vice president nods and he smiles The natives of our land, we so brutally banned From the beauty they were born into first It’s been 200 years, since that damn trail of tears Yet we still hate them for loving the earth Home of the estranged Human life is not a resource to trade It is not so absurd, to hear out the perturbed We all see the same things different ways Verso 3: How often at night, stumbling bodega bright Neon lights burn like synthetic stars Bums ponder below, spare a quarter or so? Does their wisdom exceed that of ours? Pick a blue lotus flower from this dear land of ours If it helps you start to hear people cry On a child to annoint, or you can lace it in your joint I wish everyone felt just as high Home of the estranged Where no one has to wake up afraid There’s a love we could learn, that would cover the world I believe it’ll happen someday Outro There’s a love we could learn, that would cover the world I believe it’ll happen someday