| Easy come and easy go — that’s the game we play
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| Wild and young — no time to rest — 'till our judgement day
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| The vacuum of broken dreams — is poison in our breath
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| Your freedom’s just another word — for slavery and death
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| On the wings of fame we fly — 'till the day we die
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| And if there is no tomorrow — we don’t feel no shame, no sorrow
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| We just shout it out:
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| Bells of freedom — ringin' in my soul
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| Bells of freedom — calling me back home
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| Bells of freedom — the glory and the fame
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| Bells of freedom — my heart is hard — my heart is hard to take
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| Where have all our heroes gone — in these modern times
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| Silenced in a swamp of lies — they live a zombie’s life
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| Society’s the grave of youth — a neverending grind
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| Burried under tons of dreams — there’s nothing left to find
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| Tomorrow is like yesterday — we’re living for today
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| Retaliation of the past — no way out, the dey is cast
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| We just shout it out
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| Bells of freedom — ringin' in my soul
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| Bells of freedom — calling me back home
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| Bells of freedom — the glory and the fame
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| Bells of freedom — my heart is hard — my heart is hard to take
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| I have no father, have no love
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| And blood and death will teach me
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| Shall find amusement in the terrors of earth
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| Agreed, I’ll be your leader
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| Each one of you swear loyalty
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| And obediance to death
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| Swear on your right hand and on mine
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| Let the guns say … FIRE!
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| Freedom!
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| Bells of freedom — ringin' in my soul
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| Bells of freedom — calling me back home
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| Bells of freedom — the glory and the fame
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| Bells of freedom — my heart is hard — my heart is hard to take
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| Bells of freedom — ringin' in my soul
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| Bells of freedom — calling me back home
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| Bells of freedom — the glory and the fame
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| Bells of freedom — my heart is hard — my heart is hard to take
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| Ring those bells of freedom! |