Why don't you tell me
What does it feel like to be set free
And if you've found
What you think you've been looking for
Don't look back Because you won't find nothing anymore
Take a look at the punks
One the run from all the ministers
Collecting for the criminals
And the judges or the blame
It doesn't mattere if you're innocent or guilty
Or you've never been given a chance
You will never find an answer
When there's always onre more link in the chain