The Freedom In The Loot

Lyrics for The Freedom In The Loot

And the light falls through the machines And, oh, the yard it gets a-pressed with some sort of softer gravity And the gears and the hoses they throw shadows on the weeds Oh, lord, I tell ya this is how it is It's a hard day's peace Na na na na na na na! Hey! I get to walking off the factory floor 10 blocks catch me a train Or be it walking through a blazing heat Or freezing a buck shot rain Or have you ever kept appearances up And found you're really just a-disappearing? Lord, the men things make and the things men make Are as ridiculous as they are mean Yeah, I'm here to tell you folks that there is more to life Than bein' walked on by the lame Though even fools are proof that fools a-get some too It has a thousand different names, yeah Na na na na na na na It's why a convict plans escapes It's why a hardened soldier rapes It's like the other side of faith Man, you can even start a trade It's the freedom in the loot It's the prosecutor's proof Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man, it's just a-something to do, yeah I'm here to tell you it's the only useful piece of truth I know As Dr. Destouches says Your life just passes If only for a little piece of ass Lots of people talk a lot of shit Never really tell you what they're thinking, yeah They only ever really wanted-ed-ed-ed-ed Just to fuck something, eh Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na (Instrumental) It's the freedom in the loot It's the freedom in the loot It's the freedom in the loot