Join the Scottish revolution Freedom must be won by blood Now we call for revolution Play the pipes and cry out loud Rally all the clans Now that our time has come to fight Scotland must unite We'll make a stand on Stirling ground To put a challenge to

We all wanna break the chains Feel the wind against our face Everybody wants the same thing We wanna taste that freedom (freedom) Everybody 'round here wanna taste that freedom (freedom) That flag on a solider's sleeve All around the world they know what

On day we’ll be free at last But one day we’ll be free at last Spread your wings and fly away Freedom come my way (Yeah) Long rifle and hand grenade The system make people ‘fraid Sufferation from Africa to India

The last, the last, the last The glow of the cities below lead us back To the places that we never should have left Let's see how deep we get The last blues we're ever gonna have I'm just a full tank away from freedom These are the last blues we're ever

I see a dust trail following an old red Nova Baby blue eyes, your head on my shoulder You don't look a day over fast cars and freedom That sunset river bank first time feeling Wait, baby, don't move, right there it is T-shirt hanging off a dogwood branch

Yes I do, Philadelphia freedom Shine the light, through the eyes of the ones left behind Shine the light, shine the light Shine the light, won't you shine the light 'Cause I live and breathe this Philadelphia freedom From the day that I was born I've

Life's a bitch, then you die Hell's ditch, naked howling freedom The killer's hands are bound with chains At six o'clock it starts to rain He'll never see the dawn again Our lady of the flowers Genet's feeling Ramon's dick The guy in the bunk above gets

Laughing a little bit more with every mile. But what a feeling chasing the sun, Living my life like it's shot from a gun, Oh what a freedom racing the wind, Dying to know what's around the next bend, And smiling as I watch the years roll by. I'm learning

If we do not learn to change We have, already lost I have traveled So far to find So little, meaning In tragedy,or tragedy In, the search for, meaning Dark clouds have lead me here Confined, freedom

Going home to live Soon I will be gone with the trouble of this world Trouble of this world, trouble of this world A man who's genius and freedoms and Ability to communicate and To talk, and to touch chords A man who has the ability and the audacity And