, gonna flow to sea Cause I'd rather leave here knowing That I made a fool of love before it made a fool of me Chorus: Low down freedom, you've done
Oversættelse: Jæger. Frihed.
Oversættelse: Ian Hunter. Lowdown Frihed.
chains Freedom calls Our time is coming This land is ours The mental slavery Of all mankind Will soon be over We have to try Reach out for freedom We'
chains Freedom calls Our time is coming This land is ours The mental slavery Of all mankind Will soon be over We have to try Reach out for freedom We
man of high renown His name it came as hunter Childe. Every day he chased heath and waste On a moor so black and wild. The wind blew in and that hunter
: I close my eyes Look deep inside All what I see It's neverending lies YOU! You made me feel so grown And late throw down my crown So now my youth is
hell again I'm the hunted child I'm the hunted child I'm the hunted child The hunted child I'm the hunted child I'm the hunted child
am searching for something, searching for love I am hunting high, high and low The sense of my life means reaching for gold Hunting high, high and low Reaching the stars, I'm ready to fall I am hunting
Ayo, Ice, man I'm working on this term paper for college What's the First Amendment? Freedom of Speech, that's some motherfucking bullshit You say the
So you left me on my own To complete the mission Now I'm leaving it all behind I'm going hunting I'm the hunter I'm the hunter I'm the hunter You just
on statistics it really ain't all good Welfare takes the tab and daddy can't sign And it can't be seen, the family becomes a crime The hunt is on and
fifty-fo' under the hood Several stages of lifespan, damned if I would be a dope when it's not a laughin matter Modern contemporary man still hunt and
cannot feel And I won't be no puppet here and none of your back room deals Modern love was invented by the minstrels in the dark ages Where they used to hunt
hills have seen me runnin' till my horse could hardly stand Hidin' by day in the mountains movin' with the moon on the land I'm hoping to find my freedom
What we don't want we throw away, thinking only yourself People need help, this generation we lost Crying for what we want, not just crying for what we need Men have to hunt
the midnight sea Third Voice - We don't gonna be destroyed We will fight for freedom [Solo (Marco Caporasso)] The eyes of the Ghosts, hunting in the