Freedom.Freedom.Freedom.Freedom.Freedom.Freedom.Freedom.Got that drink in your hand,got that drink in your hand,got that drink in your handWe ain't gotta go nowhereShe says love sucks this way,another year goes awayNight and day,night and day, she hates that feelingI can't explainI got a lot of love,lot of love,lot of day,lot of days to kill my feelings.Freedom!Freedom!Goodbye actually.Freedom.Freedom.