Psychotica Freedom Of Choice
A victim of collision on the open sea
No one ever said that life was free
Sank, swam, go down with the ship
And use your freedom of choice
I'll say it again in the land of the free
Use your freedom of choice
Freedom of choice
In ancient Rome
There was a poem
About a dog
Who found two bones
He picked at one
And ate the other
He went in circles
And he dropped dead
Freedom of choice
Is what you got
Your freedom of choice
Now you got it and you don't want it
Seems to be the rule of thumb
Don't be afraid of what you want
You've got two ways to go
I'll say it again in the land of the free
Use your freedom of choice
Your freedom of choice
Freedom of choice
Is what you got
In ancient Rome
There was a poem
About a dog
Who found two bones
He picked at one
And ate the other
He went in circles
And he dropped dead
Freedom of choice
Is what you got
Your freedom of choice
Is what you want
Freedom of choice
Is what you got
Your freedom of choice
Is what you want
Freedom of choice
Is what you want
Freedom of choice
Is what you got
Freedom of choice
Is what you got
Freedom of choice
Freedom of choice