I'm a corporate ***** but I know the difference
Like Bob Dylan if he could give two more cents
But in a world full of mechanized robots
They march one after one singing:
Grow up,
get a car,
get a job,
think you'll go far.
And say after me,
I am free!
I am free!
Oh come on what more do I have to give?
Another day is another wasted to live
Oh come here and see what I have to preach
Our rights have swayed just out of reach
But give it time and give it a while
And keep going on with that plastered smile
I've been hearing of this thing called change
But so far it seems only names rearrange
I'm a corporate ***** but I know the difference
Like Bob Dylan if he could give two more cents
But in a world full of mechanized robots
They march one after one singing:
Grow up,
get a car,
get a job,
think you'll go far.
And say after me,
I am free!
I am free!
And I'm guilty of biting the hand that feeds
No appetite for wants but only needs
I'm on my way back down to the edge
Tied to a noose that is on a weak ledge
I'm sick to the stomach with pain and love
So you can pray for me to your man up above
I'm just waiting for you to come and save me
But you can't see that I'm halfway empty
I'm a corporate ***** but I know the difference
Like Bob Dylan if he could give two more cents
But in a world full of mechanized robots
They march one after one singing:
Grow up,
get a car,
get a job,
think you'll go far.
And say after me,
I am free!
I am free!
Grow up,
get a car,
get a job,
think you'll go far?
And say after me,
I am NOT free!
I am NOT free!