 It don't mean a single damn thing It's just an old fool's pipe dream And people think it'll make 'em sing So they claim to really want it It's just that grass on the other side It's a myth but a real sweet lie Some fight for it and even die But couldn't handle it if they got it Freedom Some people explain it and say It's doing what you want all day But, hell, they all do that anyway So what's even the damn difference They say it's a life without a check Without boots standing on your neck To start a cause, avoid the effect Then pretend there's nothin' missin' Freedom Poets, and there's been quite a few Sayings that hold deep meaning to you Like another word for nothing left to lose Or some bell that'll sound a ring A state of being to which to aspire Striking the match and not gettin' fire A shelf full of things that never expire Demanding to ride the air without wings Freedom
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