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Nobody is illegal on stolen land.
Sie Se puede,
poco a poco,
Vive libre o muere.

We all crossed deserts, oceans, skies
Built on backs and borrowed lives
Paper walls and border lines
Just illusions dressed in lies

They sell their souls for forty grand
To cage the ones who love this land
Schadenfreude in their stare—
Hating neighbors, who breathe "their" air

Nobody picks their own grapes of wrath
But still we’re bleeding on the path
Turn your heads and bow and pray—
Jesus was an immigrant,
They turned Him away

They train your eyes to fear the poor
But freedom doesn’t guard the doors
A badge, a raise, a heavy hand
Won’t buy you grace or promised land

Immigrant rights are civil rights
No star shines brighter in the night
If you can’t love the stranger near,
You’ve sold your soul to hate and fear
Turn your heads and bow and pray—
Jesús fue migrante,
They turned Him away

Nobody picks their own grapes of wrath
Still we’re dying on this path
El polvo rojo on their soles
Their children locked in freezing holds
The badge obeys the empire's dream
Lady liberty doesn't admire your green

Wash their feet with holy hands
This land remembers who you damn
No hay ilegales en tierra robada
You'll never forget la mirada sagrada

Corporate America profits off grapes and wrath
Still they live to fill your stash
Vive libre o muere—draw that line
God won’t deport the souls divine
Turn your heads and bow and pray—
Jesús fue migrante,
They turned Him away

Nobody is illegal on stolen land.
Sie Se puede,
poco a poco,
Vive libre o muere.

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