You can’t be yourself
Until you free yourself
From all the white noise
Drowning out your sweet voice
You don’t know if your aim is true
With all this shit you’re going through
You’ve had it with the straight lines
Enough to last a lifetime
When just livin’ is a petty crime
But when your life gets out of hand… Landslide
I’ll dig you free with my two hands… Landslide
Children of the class war
Their shutting down the company store
And they ain’t gonna turn the lights on
Till someone turns the rights on
And you know when the power cuts
You see those power mongers lining up
They read the writing on the broadsheets
The real power’s in the city streets
Ah, tell everyone you meet
That when your life gets out of hand… Landslide
I’ll dig you free with my two hands… Landslide
Ah, lights out