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There's a tired old man singing in his boat He hates his voice but he still likes to vote Voter registration put him on hold The value of a thought has steadily dropped Respect for free speech has stopped I gave my opinion and someone called the cops Pump your fist in anger and tell the world why Shout to the sky, look in the camera's eye And say "I don't need a reason, it's my right" Think of all the change that you will bring Telling the artists what to paint and sing Sanitize, commercialize, let freedom ring
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Apr 3, 2016
Apr 3, 2016 at 12:49 PM UTC
Let Freedom Ring
There's a tired old man singing in his boat He hates his voice but he still likes to vote Voter registration put him on hold The value of a thought has steadily dropped Respect for free speech has stopped I gave my opinion and someone called the cops Pump your fist in anger and tell the world why Shout to the sky, look in the camera's eye And say "I don't need a reason, it's my right" Think of all the change that you will bring Telling the artists what to paint and sing Sanitize, commercialize, let freedom ring
jordan-rowan
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Apr 3, 2016
Apr 3, 2016 at 12:49 PM UTC
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