Land of More

by Dan Caldwell (Recorded by Steve Sobiech of Wisconsin Cheese Studios in Bloomington, Indiana)

 

"Speak in tongues, wave your hands up high, time to sell, time to buy, buy, buy, buy..."

“Speak in tongues, wave your hands up high, time to sell, time to buy, buy, buy, buy…”

I wrote this song as a critique on our consumerist culture and then realized that if I was going to have any integrity at all I needed to write it as a confession. 

 

Lyrics:

Give me more, give more, give more, more, more
A Million bucks ain’t enough any more
Got to feed the beast can’t you hear it roar?

Saint Nick ain’t got a bag big enough
Cause I’m trying to fill my life with more stuff
3 years, same car, man I got it rough

Country wide lenders say I got it made in the shade
I can have my MacMansion don’t care what I make
I Just ignore that little voice in my mind that’s
Telling me I better not ignore the fine print
So I give in to the more more more

We live in the land of more
We’re filling our lives but we never feel full
We live in the land of more
We’re filling our lives like you’d fill a black hole

Hedge funds, billion dollar ponsy schemes
Imported leather wallet comin’ apart at the seams
The cronies get richer, what an American dream

In god we trust, on our worthless currency
A golden calf the only god on wall street
Pray to the alter at the NYSE

Ring the bell let the service start
Watch the ticker tape like you’d watch the sacred heart
Speak in tongues wave your hands up high
Time to sell, time to buy, buy, buy, buy
Still your money always seems in short supply

We live in the land of more
We’re filling our lives but we never feel full
We live in the land of more
We’re filling our lives like you’d fill a black hole

I pledge allegiance to the almighty shopping bag
Get another credit card, just ignore the price tag
Now I gotta pay the bills, man what a drag

Oh say can I finally see
The things I want ain’t what defines me
What I love is what I’ll be

I try to be a better man
But I need help from a wounded hand
I’ll never be a blessing to the weak
Until I see the weakness thats in me
My greatest gift just might be my need