The Peppermint Trolley Company - Free Lyrics
Standing in the streetHe reads the anger at your faceTorture by the heat withWith picture rushing through his veinsWe talk so severed dazeAnd countless passive waysMust he bend his knees?Or can't he really be free? Free? Free?The bell rings at the schoolAnd saw his children take their placeTeach them by the ruleThat no one hates them honest faceOr just outside that roomAnd ask for a ghetto broomAnd child is born to seeThat he might never be free, free, freeCould he and I make us friends truly?Or is the song that were really just a lie to me?The fact that nothing's being done as a circumstanceThe time is short and we may never get a chanceUh-huh, a chance, uh-huhSpringtime in the airAnd sparrows teach their young to flySitting down despairWith tears of anguish in my eyesThe word of love is trueAnd it will surely do, if we could only seeA man just has to be free, free, freeFree, free, freeFree, free, free (Free! Free! Free! Free! )Free, free, free (Free! Free! Free! Free! )