(Yeah, I'm free, yeah, I'm free, yeah) But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free See, whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me I don’t do yoga, never tried Pilates Not many people want me at their parties Tryna find my place, some place,

These feelings may change as we all walk this way The youth steal the ship as this generation fades... The youth steal the ship as this generation fades. It was a movement of the people, like many times before, Who stood up for peace and sat down for

Then, and again, sing of three hundred men Glory and death, Spartans will never surrender Many many years ago, when Persia came ashore Heeding Leonidas' call the Spartans went to war Joined by their brothers, a few against the fateful horde

Shoot to thrill, play to kill I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will So don't you fool around I'm gonna pull it, pull it, pull the trigger Too many women with too many pills 'Cause I shoot to thrill, and I'm ready to kill All you women who want a

Shoot to thrill, play to kill I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will So don't you fool around I'm gonna pull it, pull it, pull the trigger Too many women with too many pills 'Cause I shoot to thrill, and I'm ready to kill All you women who want a

My old flame I can't even think of his name I've met so many men With fascinating ways A fascinating gaze in their eyes Some who sent me up to the skies But their attempts at love Were only imitations of But I'll never be the same

If all the young men Oh Sally, my dear It's you I'd be kissing She smiled and replied, "You don't know what you're missing" Were hares on the mountain How many young girls would take guns and go hunting? Were fish in the water How many young girls would

(Yeah, I'm free, yeah, I'm free, yeah) But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free See, whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me I don’t do yoga, never tried Pilates Not many people want me at their parties Tryna find my place, some place,

Step inside, see the devil in I Too many times, we’ve let it come to this You’ll realize i’m not your devil anymore Undo these chains my friend I’ll show you the rage i’ve hidden Perish the sacrament Swallow, but nothing forgiven You and I can’t decide

Many men, many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me Lord I don't cry no more Don't look to the sky no more Have mercy on me Have mercy on my soul Somewhere my heart turned cold Have mercy on many men Many, many, many, many men