Mr. Freedom

[Verse 1] Phantoms of the Second Civil War You gather them around And every time you open up your mouth A load of horseshit comes flying right back out Flying right back out [Chorus] Mr. Freedom, big-time talker Oh, but thank you very much, but no Mr. Freedom, big-time talker Oh, but thank you very much, but no [Verse 2] Serious business on your lapel Let the people know how you feel And every bumper sticker On the back of your car Makes you feel a little more real A little more real [Chorus] Mr. Freedom, big-time talker Oh, but thank you very much, but no Mr. Freedom, big-time talker Oh, but thank you, but no! [Guitar Solo] [Verse 3] I bet you would like nothing better Than for the shit to hit the fan And from the safety of your armchair Properly lay those plans That no one else but you Could possibly understand [Chorus 1] Mr. Freedom, big-time talker Oh, but thank you very much, but no Mr. Freedom, big-time talker Oh, but thank you very much, but no Thanks for thinking of me [Chorus 2] Mr. Freedom, big-time talker Oh, but thank you very much, but no That's mighty kind of you Mr. Freedom, big-time talker Oh, but thank you very much, but no