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[Verse 1]
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I want freedom
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Not a boss that comes in a forty ounce bottle of
            C
Anything or taped scotch paper
      G
I eat meat and drive trucks
          D
And shoot guns and don't trust in the
Em                 C
Federal government to solve our problems
    G
You might think I'm joking
        D
But I'm not a Republican
     Em                     C
Call me when your president pulls out of Afghanistan
  G                             D
Because that's the day I'll get a cell phone number
    Em                       C                          G
And you can call and leave a message on voice mail that day

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[Verse 2]
G
I fell asleep smoking
       D
So I'd wake up on fire
        Em                       C
Because that might get me out of bed for a while
    G                         D
And back into battle with the things that I breathe
        Em
And the holes in my arms
        C
And the way that I think
       G                     D
And if freedom is doing what I want
                  Em
Well that means I gotta know what that means
    C
Not just what it isn't
        G
So I'll dig up the dirt
          D
And I'll throw down some seeds
            Em
Because the world needs more spinach
    C                        G
Not more motherfuckers like me
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Motherfuckers like me!
       G
Oh-oh-oh
       D
Oh-oh-oh
      Em
Oh-oh-oh
       C         G
Oh-oh-ooohhh-oh!