Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart? I tried so hard, my dear, to show that you're my every dream Yet you're afraid each thing I do is just some evil scheme A memory from your lonesome past keeps us so far apart Another

I am a lion and I want to be free Outside the window just to watch you as you sleep 'Cause I am a lion born from things you can not be Do you see the lion when you look inside of me Hey! I never meant to let go Can't hide in the attic of a pretty home Of

Maybe we can go a little wild and freestyle Hey, it ain't nothing wrong Just making it up as we go along Find a little rock 'n' roll hallelujah Throw your hands up high Let the speed remove your pain Singing hey, hey, hey We can do it old school, ABC

We get a little crazy We get a little loud We're never gonna fake it We are wild We are free We are more than you think So call us freaks But that's just the way we roll

I live my life, in my own way I've made my name, with ladies like you I'm a fine red-blooded love machine Shootin straight and talkin' mean I leave em right on cue Hey, but one thing you must realize Even when you fantasize My love is just a dead-end

You can free the world, you can free my mind Just as long as my baby's safe from harm tonight But if you hurt what's mine I'll sure as hell retaliate Terious, terious, terious, infectious and dangerous I was lookin' back to see if you were lookin back at

If I'm not all you need Then just set me free I'm down on my knees If you're not the one for me Then just let me be I'm begging you please I'm praying for closed doors and open windows I'll follow where the wind blows Don't be scared to leave

They say I made the moon Everything was in the dark No memories at all Just a tiny freezing wind in my back As I was sitting there Singing a song they had never heard before Suddenly, a voice told me "Keep on singing, little boy And raise your arms in

With the backlash blues Mr. Backlash, Mr. Backlash Mr. Backlash, I'm gonna leave you Just who do think I am You raise my taxes, freeze my wages And send my son to Vietnam You give me second class houses And second class schools Do you think that alla

You say our love Is like dynamite Well you're killing me Why don't you just set me free Too young to fall in love Run for the hills We're both sinners and saints Not a woman but a whore I can just taste the hate