broken promised land

it's a state of affairs a wave of disbelief, innocent people everywhere, being pushed out into the street, with their guards up and their spirits down, sea to shining sea, town to burning town, that's the way it is here in broken promised land, what's the difference between a halo and a crown, what's the difference between a jester and a clown, when you gotta choose one here, in broken promised land, tjere'a a boy on the corner, selling rock to get you high, he'd probably sell his soul, but nobody wants to buy, souls don't bring much these days, here in broken promised land, it's a fine line we pray we never have to cross, into the other side into the land of the lost, there's a whole lotta people that got a little off track, life was just an adventure now they can't find their way back, can you tell me what is left to hold onto, if you take away my pride, ain't no telling what i might do, if you lock me away while the guilty walk free, you might as well take my life, make a real free man of me, 'cause this sure ain't freedom, sure don't taste like freedom, here in broken promised land