Old p irates, yes, they rob I;
Sold I to the m erchant ships,
M inutes after they took I
From the b ottomles s pit.
But my h and was mad e strong
By the hand of the Almighty.
We fo rward in this generation
Triumphantly.
Won't you help to si ng
These songs of f reedom?
'Cause all I e ver have:
Red empti on songs,
Red empti on songs.
Emancip ate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can f ree our minds.
Have no f ear for atomic energy,
'Cause none of them can s top the time.
How lo ng shall they kill our proph ets,
While we stand asi de and look? Ooh!
Some s ay it's just a part of it:
We've got to fulf ill the Bo ok.
Won't you help to si ng
These so ngs of f reedom?
'Cause all I e ver have:
Red empti on songs,
Red empti on songs,
Red empti on songs.
Emancip ate yourselves from menta l slavery;
None but ourselves can f ree our mind.
Wo! Have n o fear for atomic energy,
'Cause none of them-a can-a st op-a the time.
How lo ng shall they kill our proph ets,
While we stand asi de and look?
Yes, s ome say it's just a part of it:
We've got to fulf ill the bo ok.
Won't you have to sing
These songs of freedom? -
'Cause all I e ver had:
Red empti on songs -
All I e ver had:
Red emptio n songs:
These songs of f reedom,
So ngs of fre edom.
