Barnabas No Freedom Lyrics

No Freedom Lyrics

Dressed to kill, and drinking all alone

 Waiting for some lizard to take you home

 Another wham-bam rendezvous

 The script is moldy but the lines are tried and true

 

 But there's no freedom

 No real freedom

 There is no freedom in sin

 

 Conscience screaming, but its Saturday night

 Dig deep for anything to make the wrong feel right

 Morning comes, your head is split in two

 I know your bleeding; I've crawled that same path too

 

 The swords are rattling, and the end is in sight

 Its now or never if you want to make things right

 The future's shaky, but the facts are quite clear

 The King is coming, and He's almost here