Lyrics:

Freedom



Same old story, nothings changed.

Only the rules have been rearranged.

You treat the losers commodity.

Act to someone yourself by day to day



What's going on?

What's going on?

Freedom

Freedom

Freedom



Blinded by ex-cons ready made

Net to a hero's own, nothing paid

Ex-murderers up in a tree

Let's start a drink called Anarchy



Chorus



Repeat Freedom ‘til the end