lady liberty come down and bleed for me i want nothing to do with your crazy world broken promises so full of nonsense are blanketed by the time all abandoned and alone from the conscious to the outside to shout it sandanista lady liberty come down and bleed on me you want me to believe that the streets are paved in gold some tenderness then the cold hits and then i come to find that the streets aren t paved at all from the conscious to the outside to shout it sandanista from the conscious to the outside to shout it sandanista from the kremlin to afghanistan to our forgotten homes the orphans in confusion to discharged refugees in the fields of poison ivy through the famine and disease you bled my loyalty lady liberty come down and bleed for me you want me to believe that the streets are paved in gold some tenderness then the cold hits and then i come to find that the streets aren t paved at all from the conscious to the outside to shout it sandanista from the conscious to the outside to shout it sandanista oh shout it sandanista