Freedom '91

It's time to rebuild in Dresden
The great machines come a-rumbling in
The desecration of the ruins
And everything that might have been
You showed me the square in the melting snow
As the light was beginning to fade
But your melancholy eyes betrayed you
Just as you had been betrayed
I get culture shock coming back to the West
I can feel the wicked sting
The stores all glittering like a fool's gold
Banking the innocents in
The constructed face of the civilised world
Complete cosmetic control
When it's not far back to the caves and the trees
And soon it will be time to go
Freedom! Freedom!
I don't hear any more songs of freedom
No more songs of freedom
On 123rd Street and rising
The West in dream aspires
The smart kings like to drive German cars
And there's children up for sale
The streets are less scorched and barren
There's 27-channel satellite television
And a gang murder hype from Tinseltown
To sell a movie about Malcolm X
But
Freedom! Freedom!
I don't hear any more songs of freedom
No more songs of freedom
So pinned down what do we get?
A longer piece of rope for our sweet little necks
Sweet liberty and her faithlessness
Faithlessness
Freedom! Freedom!
I don't hear any more songs of freedom
No more songs of freedom
Freedom! Freedom!
I don't hear any more songs of freedom
No more songs of freedom