Lyrics No Country - Manu Katché

Open your eyes and take a look around you
Is this your idea of paradise?
With chickens running in the middle of dusty roads
And broken pickup trucks rusting in the ditches
Where men work night and day
With hammers in the scrapyards

No country
No country's free
No country
No country's free

Some people have more money
Some people have more fun
Some people have more choices
Some people they have none

No country
No country's free
No country's free

Some people have more money
Some people have more fun
Some people have more choices
Some people they have none

Some people find enlightenments
Some people go insane
Some people find their freedom
Some people live in chains

Freedom is only relative
One man's pillow is another man's doorstep
Look left, look right, look left again
There are no certainties anymore
Anyone who tells you different
Is a liar or a fool

No country
No country's free