On Freedom (A Carol)

The state is just a baby spoiled with lollipops and bubblegum
And it will never give you some unless you take it away
The state is just a royal brat who wants you to give, but won’t give back
Builds a fortress in the hills and never comes to play
You toil to send some water up, he sends you down with drops
His bully thugs will pound you down and spin you like a top
A button war, a color war, he’s captured all the flags
But only we can cry aloud: olly-olly-oxen-free!

The president’s a motley mix of ruling parties’ politics
A trickster in a two-faced mask who entertains us all
The company will lend a hand, pull his strings, make him dancе
Strike the bell! Timе to stand, for pyramids to fall
So cast your ballot in the box like money down the aisle
The bankers and the barons have been the killers all the while
An oil war, a holy war, it’s just a different flag
I’d love to see the game end with an olly-olly-oxen-free!