We load our gun, we're off to war
The rich don't fight, so send the poor
Bankroll our death, sell liberty
This is what it looks like to be free
They broke our neck, now we can't speak
Voices removed from society
They raise their flag- red, white, and black
Screaming 'this is our country go back'
But back to where, they took that too
They built a church, they bombed a school
Well death and dollars, that's all I see
This is what is looks like to be free