I woke up in a box todayJust like every other dayAnd I just don't know where I should beWhen will I be free?I grew up in the dark streetsWhere voices come and voices goVoice of men of the mountainsI woke up in a box todayYou don't know your friends from your enemiesWhen will I be free?Oh, when will I be free?I wanna go out to the countrysideFind a little place for usFind a little place for usTo run away and hideI know the supervisorHis eyes are always redHe don't care if we live or dieHe said, when will I be free?Oh, when will I be free?I wanna go out to the city of RomeOh, to New York CityOh, like a girl in a robeAnd my love says to meNothing's gonna changeOh, where we were bornIs where we're gonna dieYou seeOh, when will I be free?Oh, when will I be free?When will I be free?When will I be free?When will I be free?