Dropkick Murphys
Dropkick Murphys - Freedom lyrics
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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