A nation stands with heart in hand
  To sing their anthem proudly
  Voices raised to sing their praise
  Of their hollow country
  All this talk of freedom
  And some talk of liberty
  From your plastic podium
  You try and convince me
  I can't fall anymore
  For some silver-tongued song
  Your freedom isn't free
  So let me say what freedom means to
  I can's see red, white, and blue waving in the air
  I don't hear the bombs bursting and I don't even care
  I'm sorry for my lack of faith
  I'm not the greatest patriot
  If this is all their is to freedom I don't want it
  I can't fall anymore
  For some silver-tongued song
  Your freedom isn't free
  So let me say what freedom means to
  Pushing us a drug that you call freedom and democracy
  Promise us that selfishness is the means for happiness
  I burned that bridge so long ago that I can hardly see
  Anything but solace in what freedom means to me
  I can't fall anymore
  For some silver-tongued song
  Freedom isn't free
  So let me say what freedom means to
  It cannot mean to serve ourselves
  That doesn't mean a thing
  It doesn't mean to give the license
  To seek ourselves in anything
  That would be slavery to ourselves it isn't free
  Jesus Christ, the only thing that freedom means to me.