[Verse 1: Ozi Batla]
It's after curfew, so make sure that no-one heard you
Just the suggestion of free expression could hurt you
Untamed aggression on the faces of the faithful
El Patron is merciful, eternally grateful
Coming out the pep rally down at the stadium
Where they say the secret jail is - just put the cages in
Tear gas and horses, disperse the demonstration
Turn the native army on the native population
Official TV station has taken a different view
They say they're banning gatherings of any more than two
Cos the President lives in mortal fear of a coup d'etat
He's raised his own militia - it's autumn of the patriarch
Ordered his body double, ride in an open car
Distribute gifts to the barrios that done it hard
Some took the bait
They see him as the father of the nation that they can't hate
Others just can't wait to take back what they lost
They rally under black flags and toss molotovs
It's always freedom at what cost
The pamphlet they drop said that pacifism is a paradox
You turn the other cheek and cop another shot
Exiles wanna shout 'You don't know what you got'
Sometimes freedom is defined by what it's not
You never really know where the road you walk ends up
You've gotta keep your heads up
You've gotta keep your heads up
It's after curfew, so make sure that no-one heard you
Just the suggestion of free expression could hurt you
Untamed aggression on the faces of the faithful
El Patron is merciful, eternally grateful
Coming out the pep rally down at the stadium
Where they say the secret jail is - just put the cages in
Tear gas and horses, disperse the demonstration
Turn the native army on the native population
Official TV station has taken a different view
They say they're banning gatherings of any more than two
Cos the President lives in mortal fear of a coup d'etat
He's raised his own militia - it's autumn of the patriarch
Ordered his body double, ride in an open car
Distribute gifts to the barrios that done it hard
Some took the bait
They see him as the father of the nation that they can't hate
Others just can't wait to take back what they lost
They rally under black flags and toss molotovs
It's always freedom at what cost
The pamphlet they drop said that pacifism is a paradox
You turn the other cheek and cop another shot
Exiles wanna shout 'You don't know what you got'
Sometimes freedom is defined by what it's not
You never really know where the road you walk ends up
You've gotta keep your heads up
You've gotta keep your heads up
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