Freigang

The Malice of Money The malice of money has stolen our lives. It’s murdered our children and kidnapped our wives! The malice of money, can dictate the show, And piss on the people way down below! It’s the Malice of Money (5x) It lives in a palace all greening with greed. Shouting out orders for its servants to bleed. It kills off the futures of thousands and more to maximize profits regardless of toll. And while we are waiting for something to change and sit on our hands with an expression of pain, Money makes the law what it wants it to be, instead of serving the people it’s serving the thieves! It’s the Malice of Money (4x) It’s the Malice of Money (4x) The Malice of Money can rarely be seen. It hides in dark corners and behind the scenes. The Malice of Money will getcha in the end, But who gives a shit with these fat dividends! It’s the Malice of Money (5x) It’s the Malice of Money (4x) It’s the Malice of Money (4x)

Come To Me You know you can come to me with all your problems, with all your needs, with all the wishes you may desire and all the dreams to which you may aspire. You know, you can come to me. Come Along! You can come to me (8x) (riff) You know you can come to me with your misery and decrepit disease, with all your heartache and your unanswered love, your futile faith in a heaven above! You can come to me (4x) (solo) You know you can come to me with your schemes and your obscene need to please, with all the deeds that you require to feed the greed of your lonely empire refrain

Occupy Your Mind Are you satisfied just to survive? To go through the motions? Just to get through life? If you took a look at you, would you see your place? In the world at large? In the human race? Does this Occupy your mind. (2x) We condition our best to learn economy and we mold our brightest into master thieves. Learning: „nothing for them, is all the more for me,“ the money they manage vanishes up their sleeves. Does this Occupy your mind. (4x) The political banter is so far from home. Who are these people? Where they coming from? The back-scratch culture, oh, the Money-Drome has taken control of almost everyone. Since we only can move as fast as the last, we’ve got to reign in the leaders and pull up the back. ’Cause if we carry on moving down this uncharted road, the ninety-nine’s gonna put the one in a hole! Come on and Occupy your mind (4x)

Liberté Armies marching, rolling over residential city Volker, fathers, sons and mothers, daughters, military marching on their homes! In this world of criminality pirates pillage just as they please, poachers plunder with impunity, with justice blind and bound and on its knees. (yeah) (refrain) Liberté! yeah yeah! gimme Liberté! yeah yeah! Liberté! yeah yeah! gimme Liberté! yeah yeah! Liberté. Think about the Arab spring, standing up without a chance to win. Overthrown to their surprise, establishment’s timely demise (refrain) The garbage cleared and the rulers gone, dully stripped of their throne. The people rule though the rules are wrong. Why can’t we all just get along? Gimme, gimme, gimme Liberté! yeah yeah! Gimme, gimme, gimme Liberté! yeah yeah! Gimme, gimme, gimme Liberté! yeah yeah! Liberté!

Peoples’ Will Where are the people (3x) Gonna go? What are the people (3x) Gonna do? Rich getting richer (3x) Richer still! Poor getting poorer (3x) The Peoples’ Will! The Peoples’ Will is what we choose! Choose to win, we choose to lose! If you choose to do what is right, In the end we’ll win the fight! What are the people (3x) Gonna do? Where are the people (3x) Gonna go? Rich getting richer (3x) Richer still! Poor getting poorer (3x) The Peoples’ Will! Refrain Must heed, the Peoples’ Will (4x)

Trick of Prose The way the story goes never will get by. The fact that you won’t know, can’t know until you try. But, what’s the use in knowing? What’s the use in fighting? If the people keep on losing and the „winners“ take it all! That’s the way the story goes, democracy, a trick of prose. Careening down a dead-end road, that’s the way the story goes. Trying to get high, all the money that you blow. Blowing all the while, that dreadful, driving snow. But, what’s the use in flying? What’s the use in tripping? If you’re shackled to the fact that you’re wasting away. Trinité! a trick of prose. Liberté! a trick of prose. Equality! a trick of prose. Democracy! a trick of prose. That’s the way the story goes, democracy, a trick of prose. Careening down a dead-end road, that’s the way the story goes. Trick of prose! it’s a trick of … Trick of prose! it’s a trick of … Trick of prose! it’s a trick of prose.

Conservatism If you can’t see evolution you’re out of your mind. It’s happening now, (now!) right in our time. The people connected as never before. If you don’t look ahead you can’t see where you go! Conservatism is anti-progression, from agro to industro, technologicalisation. Conservatism is anti-progression, and it will earn itself a nasty reputation! We are but one race and it’s up to us all to pool our resources and tear down all the walls, to work to discover the common ground, to unite all the world instead of taking it down! Conservatism is anti-progression, from agro to industro, technologicalisation. Conservatism is anti-progression, a status quo of hunger and suppression! From racists and Nazis and fascists and bigots, religious fanatics and intellectual idiots, patriotic opposers of all common sense, they stick to their guns at everybody’s expense! (Double Refrain)

Boom! Boom! USA It’s the land of the pseudo-free It’s the home of the killing drones Politically correct is what you gotta be, If you want to be in their society. Boom! Boom! USA (2x) If you want to make a difference To take a different stance If you want to voice opinion Well you can take your chance But you will be despised For not accepting the lies And you will be hated An anti-patriot Boom! Boom! USA (4x) The moral of the story? Well, it’s plain to see It clearly has support From the majority Is it OK to bomb From the safety of home? Play the reality game Of the deadly drone Boom! Boom! USA (4x)

Fire & Brimstone You have your petty fashions and make-up on your face. You have a box that talks, but in your eyes there’s no disgrace. You and your like seek any bed that’s warm. You’ve forsaken your roots for fire and brimstone! Fire, fire, fire, fire and brimstone! (2x) You have your dirty habits and secrets so well hid. Present a perfect picture, but in your mind you’re just a kid. Your squeaky, Gucci loafers, your powdered credit card, you’ve forsaken your home for fire and brimstone! Now your head’s on fire. Your heart has turned to stone. The straits are dire. You’ve razed your home! There’s no solution. There’s no way out! All this confusion, what’s this about? Now you’re a branded liar. You’ve taken your last loan. Your pants on fire. You’ve even hit your mom! There’s no solution. There’s no way out! All this confusion, what’s this about? Fire, fire, fire, fire and brimstone! (4x)