Intro: G A Bm Bm G A F#m F#m
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freedom looks me down the barrel of a handgun
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seen it in this town, but they say we ain't got none
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finger on the trigger of a nine millimeter
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in the hands of your son, yeah a
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finger on the trigger of a nine millimeter
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in the hands of your son
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i'll cry freedom; freedom
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freedom looks me down the margin of a tax form
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but p'lic'emen were'nt around when David got shot four
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times in the face in a war to win the race
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its the rich against the poor
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four times in the face in a war to win the race
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the rich slaughter the poor
Chorus
Spoken: chords--repeated Bm G D A
why should I have to pay five dollars for a gallon of gas
when we can send a boy to shoot a rag-head and pay four-sixty?
if a smart bomb explodes in a city, and I'm not there,
does it make a sound? can you hear the children scream?
they're not your kids though, right?
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red and white the stars and stripes, the blue is for the dead
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we will play the drum while Barack leads us on, walk of the living dead