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