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.