And the Statue of Liberty started shakin' her fist When you hear mother freedom start ringin' her bell And it feels like the whole wide world is raining down on you Brought to you courtesy of the red white and blue American girls and American guys We'll

Gonna ride across the river deep and wide Ride across the river to the other side I'm a soldier of freedom in the army of man We are the chosen, we're the partisan The cause it is noble and the cause it is just We are ready to pay with our lives if we

Closing the eyes (bear witness to me) Freedom is all I have to say in defense Of what the world's becoming A nation hell bent on choosing what's right And how we all should live our lives Fuck their ways it is time to break free Fuck their hate

We are the synchronizers We are electronic performers Send messages through time code Midi clock rings in my mind Machines gave me some freedom Synthesizers gave me some wings They drop me through twelve bit samplers We are electronics We need to use

You just didn't know me I'm the hunter If travel is searching And home what's been found I'm not stopping I'm goin' hunting I'll bring back the goods But I don't know when I thought, I could organize freedom

You got to believe As long as I got something to believe in You got to believe in I don't believe I'm a dreamer Don't tell me not to dream I got freedom And that's everything to me

Or into it what you read You can do it your own way If it's done just how I say Independence limited Freedom of choice is mad for you my friend Doesn't matter what you see Freedom of speech is words that they will bend Freedom with their exception Do you

So I hold on To the things I believe in My faith, your love, our freedom To the things I can count on To keep me going strong I hold on and on and on and on and on It's just an old beat up truck, Some say that I should trade up

And where are the roads to freedom? Where is the life his father knew? Where is the love, where is the joy And tell me, where are the roads to freedom? A gypsy sings, of birds with broken wings And painted wheels that never roll Who hears the sighs? Who

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