♫We Could All Be Free♫

There was a foreign writer who wrote about his land

The government objected and cut off both his hands

She dreamed she was a dancer who never wore a veil

They took her somewhere private but we never heard that tale

The tiny whores and soldiers, you've heard it all before

The virus killed their parents along with genocide and war

Millions without medicine, my god that sure is cold

The bankers took the diamonds, the women and the gold

And we could all be free...

Yes... we could all be free

And we could all be free...

You can buy a boy or girl as young as you might wish

In many cities of the world, they'll serve them on a dish

And you can have some sex with them and you can beat them too

And you can even kill them, you know some people do

In London, there's a mile square that regulates the wealth

a black-hearted nobility, they think of nothing else

They stir up every conflict then they blame it all on you

While pocketing from every side, yes it happens to be true

And we could all be free...

Yes... we could all be free

And we could all be free...

The priests and politicians all got Jesus on the phone

There are so many more like Jesus that get to die alone

Love is the greatest power like the truth it makes you free

But Love and truth and freedom they are very hard to see

I've been listening to our leaders but some things don't seem that clear

Like how all the good that's coming, why it never shows up here

And all the good we say we've done, that we did not achieve

When we packed up all our garbage and shipped it overseas

And we could all be free...

Yes... we could all be free

And we could all be free...

I suspect that something's coming, cause it cant go on this way

There must be some accounting, at the ending of the day

We are all judged in our conscience by the lies that we embrace

Then we look into the mirror but... don't recognize the face

Yes, where there's life there's hope but... you're running out of time

Now what was that guy saying? don't you pay that fool no mind.

How does it feel to be so right and find out you're so wrong?

Well... you'd better think about it, cause soon you may be gone

And we could all be free...

Yes... we could all be free

And we could all be free...