You are free.
I am what?
You are free.
Free, free, free, free, free.
Oh, what a word.
Oh, what a word.
I've often thought,
I've often dreamed how it would be.
And yet I never thought I'd be.
But when you come to think of such things,
a man should have the rights that all others.
Can you imagine what it will be like when I am?
Can you see me?
Can you see me?
Can you see me as a Roman with my head unbowed?
Sing it good and loud, free.
Like a Roman having rights and like a Roman proud.
Can you see me?
I can see you.
Can you see me as a voter fighting graft and vice?
Sing it soft and nice,
free.
Why I'll be so conscientious that I may vote twice.
Can you see me?
Can you see me?
When I'm free to be whatever I want to be.
Think what wonders I'll accomplish then when
the master that I serve is me and just me.
Can you see me being equal with my countrymen?
Can you see me being suitable as the citizen?
Can you see me being give it to me once again?
Free, that's it.
Free, yes.
Now, not so fast, I didn't think.
The way I am, I have a roof, three meals a day,
and I don't have to pay a thing.
I'm just a slave and everything's free.
If I were free, then nothing would be free.
And if I'm beaten now,
and then what does it matter?
Free.
Can you see me?
Can you see me as a poet writing poetry?
My verse will be free.
A museum will have me pickled for posterity.
Can you see me?
Can you see me?
Be you anything from king to baker of cakes?
You're a vegetable unless you're free.
It's a little word,
but oh,
the difference it makes.
It's the necessary essence of democracy.
It's the thing that every slave should have the right to be.
And I soon will have the right to buy a slave for me.
Can you see him?
Well,
I'll free him when a pseudolist can move the universe shakes.
But I'll never move it till I'm free.
Such a little word,
but oh,
the difference it makes.
I'll be pseudolist, the founder of a family.
I'll be pseudolist, the pillar of society.
I'll be pseudolist, the man if I can only be.
Free, sing it.
Free, spell it.
F-R-E-E-E, free.