Privatize - Lou Barlow

It took your fortune to be here

It doesn’t mean you were ordained

I’m pointing a finger gun, amplify

Soak your truth in blood and justify

You must be terrified

I heard you were caught between the D-word

Out there, making such a stir

And hate what we’ve become

Before you listen to your heart

As it sped and felt unsafe

Don’t you know the way they tease you?

Leave you in this sorry state

But where’s your faith?

I heard you wre caught between the D-word

Out thre, making such a stir

And hate what we’ve become

Until there’s blood, it’s understood

That they mean that they should

No one’s ever out for good

So nothing good gets done

(Privatized by your freedom)

(Privatized by your freedom)

(Privatized by your freedom)