Freedom
It's time to rebuilding Dresden
The great machines come a-rumbling in
The desecration of the ruins
And everything that might have been
You showed me the square in the melting snow
As the light was beginning to fade
But your melancholy eyes betrayed you
Just as you have been betrayed
I get culture shock coming back to the west
I can feel the wicked sting
I see the stores all glittering like idiot's gold
Beckoning the innocents in
The constructed face of a civilised world
The painted cosmetic control
But it's not far back to the caves and the trees
And soon it will be time to go
Ch:
Freedom, freedom
I don't hear any more songs of freedom
No more songs of freedom
So the 21st street rising
The western dream aspired
The crack kings like to drive German cars
And there's children up for sale
The streets are left scorched and barren
There's twenty-seven channels on the cable television
Get gang murder, hype for Tinseltown
To sell a movie about Malcolm X
Ch:
But freedom, freedom . . .
So pin down and what do we get
A longer piece of rope for our cute little necks
Sweet liberty and a faithlessness
Faithlessness
Ch