Riding on the Back

How can I sing like an angry man
When I’m not particularly angry anymore
I’m selling hope to all the people
Like selling sins to the devil
But the TV shows another war
I think I’ll start a fire and throw it on
I’m as free as a bird
I didn’t have the time to read the headlines
Spent my whole life
caught up somebody else’s dead lines
But freedom’s calling revolution
Freedom’s calling Revolution inside
How can I sing like a bitter man
When I’m not particularly bitter anymore
I’m selling light to all the people
Like selling scent to the flowers
But the TV shows a world at war
But 98% are not at war!
I was raised by my mam
We didn’t have the time to meet the breadline
I spent my whole life
caught up in a cloud to make the headlines
But freedom calling me revolution
Freedom calling Revolution inside
The doctor comes and he’s looking for a reason
Selling you pills for the next flu season
Bus stop sign says your gonna get ill
The drug store sign says your gonna get ill
The TV says you better watch your back
It will all be well with a vitamin pack
Therapy says that you’re all wrong inside
Dirt and filth in the back of your mind
But the only thing wrong with you and me is the lies they sell so you can’t be free
So trust yourself
and I swear I saw the promised land
I swear I