Lyrics

I ain’t got no food to eat
Fuck it I feel pretty good
No women love me even like me
But fuck it I feel pretty good
So stand up straight boy pick a side and fight
Never knew what you were made of
Learn to identify the grey that it’s a shade of
Free is alone, alone is free
Free makes you lonely, free makes me, me
All of the brave men will be long dead by then
Called you on the phone
Are you home alone
We spy with our little eye
Principles for common good are easily turned
Bravery runs headlong true straight ahead no matter the odds
I’ll fight the ten biggest motherfuckers and go down swinging
You have to come through me first
All alone