Freedom?

They tell you that you're free.
Well, I'll tell you that you're not.
They look into your eyes and they tell you what you're not.
You try to fight the system and then you get shot.
You work long hours, now look at all the things you've bought.
Go to school for several years only to forget what you've been taught.
Coming back from Iraq? Look! Another war to be fought.
They tell you that you're free but hell no, you are not.

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