“Free Woman on the Land (But Not From the Plan)”

Verse 1
She’s a free woman on the land, got her boots and a banner,
Yells “no tax for me!” in her rusty old camper.
She files her papers sealed with a stamp,
But her road runs smooth on the State’s own ramp.

Chorus
She wants to play, not pay,
Ride the system all the way,
Claim the fruits, dodge the roots,
Sayin’ “I’m free, but I’ll keep my loot!”
Oh, she’s sovereign by demand,
A self-proclaimed queen of the sand,
Free woman on the land—
(‘Til the state turns off the hand).

Verse 2
She quotes Black’s Law ‘til the cows come home,
Then drives her car on a government loan.
Says “license means slave!”—that’s her creed,
But her phone’s on the state subsidy feed.

Chorus
She wants to play, not pay,
Sign “without prejudice” every day,
Free in name, but chained in plan,
A freedom child with a credit card tan!
Oh, she’s sovereign by demand,
Posting memes so proud and grand,
Free woman on the land—
(With Wi-Fi in her hand).

Bridge
She shouts, “The Crown can’t own my name!”
But cashes her cheque all the same.
Sues the judge for breach of peace,
Then prays her pension never cease!

Final Chorus
She wants to play, not pay,
Holler “fraud!” but take her pay,
Wave her charter in the air,
With a bank-approved sovereign flair.
Oh, she’s free as she can stand,
While still cashing in on the man,
Free woman on the land—
Living large on the public brand.

Outro (spoken)
“Don’t tread on me,” she loudly cries—
But the road she’s on, the State supplies.