Not freedom like America
The ticket takers suddenly lost count
You'll do anything for a laugh
Which happens to be all the time
Say goodbye to all responsibility
Kick back, no tense
You got a bag of grub
You make a couple of shady deals
Your teeth crumbling away
A Christian, an anarchist slash prostitute
A couple of times a day
You're between the red and black
Not Eden like the garden state
Even if it kills you
The bridge you took it out
And heroes who hitchhike the road to Eden
Cardboard condominium by the bay
No fear, no fuckin' feats
You never wanted it man
No work, no fucking pay
Sleeping under rays
Freedom like a shopping cart
You're never goin' back
Kick back, cheap thrills
Kick back, free meals
Malt liquor tastes much better on the streets
Publisher: WESTBEACH MUSIC
Eden like the state of mind
It cost you about 50 cents
Figures out the true meaning of freedom
Crustin, a way of life for heroines
Wasting time whenever you get the chance
Say goodbye, to all responsibility
You never wanted it man
Songwriter: Michael Burkett