The taste is so bitter
It’s stuck on tips of your teeth
It’s an old inquisition
“Who’s boot am I beneath?”

So blind to justice

The mob is out to settle the score
Rise up; Scream out; Protest
More, more, more!

But don’t you know the tyrant in you
Is the tyrant in me?

Where’s the liberty?

The trick is so ancient
The moss is covered with dust
It’s a trusty declaration
“The people must do what they must!”

So deaf to reason
The crowd marches to the drum
As the silver tongue ones scream out
“Fe Fi Fo Fum!”

But don’t you know the tyrant in you
Is the tyrant in me?

Where’s the liberty?

The fear is so timeless
It’s caught in the base of your brain
It’s that old time religion
“Remember the good old days?”

So daft to freedom
The rabble renders their own chains
And with gilded hope and love
They give themselves the reins

But don’t you know the tyrant in you
Is the tyrant in me?

Where’s the liberty?

It’s up to you and me
Spread your wings and fly free