Sitting on a hillside
Watching all the people die
Ií‚´ll feel much better on the other side
Ií‚´ll thumb a ride
I believe in magic
Why, because it is so quick
I doní‚´t need power when Ií‚´m hypnotized
Look in my eyes
What are you seeing (I see...)
How do you feel?
(...you)
I feel real phony when my name is Phil
Or was that Bill?
Life goes on here
Day after day
I doní‚´t know if I am living or if Ií‚´m
Supposed to be
Sometimes my life is so eerie
And if you think Ií‚´m happy
Paint me (white)(yellow)
Ií‚´ve been here once
Ií‚´ve been here twice
I doní‚´t know if the thirdí‚´s the fourth or if the -
The fifthí‚´s to fix
Sometimes I deal with numbers
And if you want to count me
Count me out
I doní‚´t need the time of day
Anytime with meí‚´s OK
I just doní‚´t want you using up my time
í‚´Cause thatí‚´s not right
[Repeat: x3]
Theyí‚´re locking them up today
Theyí‚´re throwing away the key
I wonder who ití‚´ll be tomorrow, you or me?
Weí‚´re all normal and we want our freedom
Freedom... freedom... freedom... freedom
Freedom... freedom... freedom... freedom
[continue with Am - A progression as above, to fade]
[Spoken]
Alla Godí‚´s chilluns gotta have dere freedom