I guess this song is about things I believe we ought to be thinking about instead of using issues to promote our craven agendas.

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I've been watching the bu sh** as and various interests groups using anything and everything as focus for their craven and criminal enterprises; from braindead people to starving children- very handy and very convenient.

There was a foreign writer who wrote about his land
The government objected and cut off both his hands
She dreamed she was a dancer who never wore a veil
They took her somewhere private but we never heard that tale

The tiny whores and soldiers, youve heard it all before
The virus killed their parents along with genocide and war
Millions without medicine, my god that sure is cold
The bankers took the diamonds, the women and the gold

And we could all be free
And we could all be free

You can buy a boy or girl as young as you might wish
In many cities of the world, theyll serve them on a dish
And you can have some sex with them and you can beat them too
And you can even kill them, you know some people do

In London theres a mile square that regulates the wealth
And a black hearted nobility they think of nothing else
They stir up every conflict then they blame it all on you
While pocketing from every side, yes it happens to be true

And we could all be free
And we could all be free

The priests and politicians all got Jesus on the phone
Theres so many more like Jesus that get to die alone
Love is the greatest power like the truth it makes you free
But Love and truth and freedom they are very hard to see

Ive been listening to our leaders but some things dont seem that clear
Like how all the good thats coming, why it never shows up here
And all the good we say weve done that we did not achieve
When we packed up all our garbage and shipped it overseas

And we could all be free
And we could all be free

I suspect that somethings coming cause it cant go on this way
There must be some accounting at the ending of the day
Were all judged within our conscience by the lies that we embrace
Then we look into the mirror but dont recognize the face

Yes where theres life theres hope but youre running out of time
Now what was that guy saying, dont you pay that fool no mind
How does it feel to be so right and find out youre so wrong?
Well youd better think about it, cause soon you may be gone

And we could all be free
And we could all be free