Текст (слова) песни: Blues Traveler - Freedom

Music: Bobby Sheehan
Lyrics: John Popper

I walk right by him and hes freezing his ass off
He could be dead Im supposed to walk away
I wont remember a thing come the summertime
Handful of quarters make me feel okay

Ah ah whos gonna have to pay
Ah ah who do I love today

I love whats mine cause whats mine is all mine
Gives me a reason to go get more
Dont really care where I go to get it
I aint too clear about "Whats yours is yours"

You take it for granted
I guess thats what its for
But before you demand it
Take a look out your back door

If you dont like a single thing that Im saying
If youre offended when I demonstrate
Dont mean a damn to me and I shall continue
Hope you wont mind if I control my fate

Ah ah who will I have to fight
Ah ah to defend my created right

Ill defend whats mine cause whats mine will be all mine
Its what Id fight for its for what Id bleed
I roll the dice on the grand experiment
While I am strong I will get what I need

You take it for granted
I guess thats what its for
But before you demand it
Take a look out your back door

If youre concerned with the moral imperative
If you are tripping on the right thing to do
Come to my office with the exclusive screenplay
I think theres money in a book about you

Ah ah what have you got to lose
Ah ah which are you gonna choose

I choose whats mine so whats mine will be all mine
Gonna make a million on the folly of men
Dont even care about no consequences
Turn my damnation into chapter ten

You take it for granted
I guess thats what its for
But before you demand it
Take a look out your back door
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Hook
Just Wait
Look Around
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Run-Around
Stand
The Mountains Win Again