who holds your freedom? who holds your liberty?
All this talk of freedom, and some talk of liberty.
From your plastic podium, you try and convince me.
I can't see red, white, and blue waving in the air.
I don't hear the bombs bursting, and I don't even care.
I'm sorry for my lack of faith, I'm not the greatest patriot.
If this is all there is to freedom, I don't want it.
Pushing us a drug that you call "freedom" and "democracy",
Promise us that selfishness is the means for happiness.
I burned that bridge so long ago that I can hardly see,
Anything but solace in what freedom means to me.
It cannot mean to serve ourselves, that doesn't mean a thing!
It doesn't mean to give the license, to seek ourselves in anything.
That would be slavery! To ourselves it isn't free,
Jesus Christ is the only thing that freedom means to me.
From your plastic podium, you try and convince me.
I can't see red, white, and blue waving in the air.
I don't hear the bombs bursting, and I don't even care.
I'm sorry for my lack of faith, I'm not the greatest patriot.
If this is all there is to freedom, I don't want it.
Pushing us a drug that you call "freedom" and "democracy",
Promise us that selfishness is the means for happiness.
I burned that bridge so long ago that I can hardly see,
Anything but solace in what freedom means to me.
It cannot mean to serve ourselves, that doesn't mean a thing!
It doesn't mean to give the license, to seek ourselves in anything.
That would be slavery! To ourselves it isn't free,
Jesus Christ is the only thing that freedom means to me.