Franky Perez - Cry Freedom lyrics

A poor boy in rich man's clothes A young child with an old man's soul A prostitute with long term goals A blue collar priest I won't lie for an honest buck I'm a messenger in a pick-up truck My old man ran in to hard luck And pa**ed it down to me So I start a revolution One note at a time It's a desperate cry for freedom And a better way of life Let's make everyday the Fourth Of July I won't stand in your welfare line What I lack in cash I make up in pride You get yours and I'll get mine I got to feed my family The government takes half our wages Picket lines and cla**ified pages You can't count on the man to save us So we take it to the streets So I start a revolution One note at a time It's a desperate cry for freedom And a better way of life Let's make everyday the Fourth Of July Cry Freedom From the Bronx to East L.A. Cry Freedom From North Las Vegas to the San Francisco Bay So I start a revolution One note at a time A freedom song is useless If you're not prepared to die I'll make everyday the Fourth Of July Cry Freedom