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Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Trading Your Words For Freedom - Lyrical Poem

The man in the corner wouldn't face the crowd
So the cops took him downtown
They beat him, and they bashed him, and they taught him right
but he wouldn't spill a bean, so he put up a fight

He said, "hey, hey, hey what'chya want from me?
I'm just a city man born to be free"
They tossed him in a room full of black and white
but he still wouldn't talk, he used all his might

Trading your words for freedom
Don't get caught in a lie
Don't get caught as a spy
Your trading your words for freedom

You haven't lived till you've lived on the wild side
Livin' on the edge of a knife
A man without freedom, is in need of a guide
but the man in the corner is likely to die

But oh, what do you want from what the devil beholds
I'll give you a'little piece of advice
When you play with the enemy and don't watch your back
You can almost guarantee that your gonna get whacked

Trading your words for freedom
Don't be asking why
Or your gonna die
Trading your words for freedom
It's the price your gonna pay
Come what may
Trading your words for freedom

1 comment:

  1. Watch "your" = a few of them should be "you're"

    Please send me the youtube link when the song is finished. A really strong lyric.

    I am wondering about one or two of the 'conceits.' I'm not sure I understand the relationship between the man in the corner and the man without freedom. Quite possibly I'm just being stupid. Maybe we could get one or two other opinions on it...

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