Blues Traveler - Freedom lyrics

Music: Bobby Sheehan

Lyrics: John Popper

I walk right by him and he's freezing his ass off

He could be dead I'm supposed to walk away

I won't remember a thing come the summertime

Handful of quarters make me feel okay

Ah ah who's gonna have to pay

Ah ah who do I love today

I love what's mine cause what's mine is all mine

Gives me a reason to go get more

Don't really care where I go to get it

I ain't too clear about "What's yours is yours"

You take it for granted

I guess that's what it's for

But before you demand it

Take a look out your back door

If you don't like a single thing that I'm saying

If you're offended when I demonstrate

Don't mean a damn to me and I shall continue

Hope you won't mind if I control my fate

Ah ah who will I have to fight

Ah ah to defend my created right

I'll defend what's mine cause what's mine will be all mine

It's what I'd fight for it's for what I'd 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 that's what it's for

But before you demand it

Take a look out your back door

If you're 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 there's money in a book about you

Ah ah what have you got to lose

Ah ah which are you gonna choose

I choose what's mine so what's mine will be all mine

Gonna make a million on the folly of men

Don't even care about no consequences

Turn my damnation into chapter ten

You take it for granted

I guess that's what it's for

But before you demand it

Take a look out your back door