Freedom Don't Come Easy

I was raised to have respect for every color and creed And I was taught that everyone should at least get what they need and if that meant that one percent had to cap their greed that was good enough for my daddy and that's good enough for me So here's to Woody Guthrie singing this land was made for you and me Here's to old Woody Guthrie's fascist killing machine Here's to outlaws with a righteous cause fighting for the right to breathe If you are kneeling on my brother's neck Brother, you kneel on me Oh, oh, oh, freedom don't come easy and fear, it always comes down hard like a screaming silver bullet or a bully on the schoolyard but the freedom that we're standing for will be for everyone who'll fight the fight for human rights and win without a gun I was taught the fascists and the Nazis were all gone but now I know that some things that I was taught were just plain wrong 'cause all they did was change their clothes their country, and their song but I'll be damned if I'm gonna stand hat in hand, and sing along Fuck that noise. Fuck the proud boys Fuck the KKK Fuck Donald Trump, fuck Fox News and fuck the NRA And fuck all the Christians standing by condoning what they do 'cause let's be clear if Christ were here he'd say fuck them too So here's to douche bags and confederate flags charging on capital Hill Here's to traffic stops and racist cops armed with the right to kill Here's to all these things and political games dying with the peoples voice If we stand up proud and speak out loud someday we'll have a choice Oh, oh, oh, freedom don't come easy and fear, it always comes down hard like a screaming, silver bullet tearing through a schoolyard but the freedom that we're standing for will be for everyone who'll fight the fight for human rights and win without a gun I was raised to fear desire I was raised to fear the man I was raised to fear myself if anger ever raised my hand But I was taught to love my neighbor just as fiercely as I can and I hope to raise my children to rise up and take a stand So here's to shit storms and broken norms paranoia and greed raining down upon the ground to fertilize our seeds Here's to high hopes and counted votes giving us room to breathe If you're kneeling on my brother's neck Brother, you kneel on me Oh, oh, oh, freedom don't come easy and fear, it always comes down hard like a thousand screaming bullets tearing through a schoolyard But the freedom that we're standing for will be for everyone who'll fight the fight for human rights and win without a gun So let's fight the fight for human rights and win without a gun