LIFE! ... We have all been livin' in a lie Makin' money for the man 'till the day that we die Mind-controlled by democracy But you're still a fuckin' slave to the royalty You can't buy peace of mind in a fuckin' store You could do with less but you all want more My eyes are open and I can see They can steal the land but my spirit is free (- Economic crisis) Well it might fool you but it don't fool me. (- War on drugs) They can steal the land but my spirit is free. (- International terrorism) Well it might fool you but it don't fool me. (- Yes we can) They can take my cash but they can't take me. DEATH! ... Are you ready to die? To make the fat cats rich and support the lie Governmental games of war Ronald McDonald's keeping score All'o that shit don't mean a fuckin' thing 'Cause I still stand and I still sing Democracy, plutocracy Well it might fool you but it don't fool me 'Cause I'm a native crazy man I hold my freedom in my hand I'm a dreamer, I'm a shaman I'm connected to the land. They can't tell me what to do. They can't tell me what to say. They can't tell me what to smoke. They can't tell me what to play. I don't need no one's permission to live my life 'cause that's been given Now I'm the pope of paganism Putting the fun back in the fundamentalism So if you need someone's permission To live your life just like you wanna You have it, here, I give it to you Along with this fat bag of marijuana. Wouldn't it be great if there was a war and nobody came? (- Peace man) 'Cause we're too busy making love to play their insane game. They just wanna work you to death and say "Arbeit macht frei"! Well, fuck them and fuck their rules and we'll just dance until we die! Storm winds blow on the golden barley Birds lie dead on the fields of Athenry I'll stand strong while you stand besides me Take my hand and we'll dance until we die! So I'm gonna dance! Dance! Dance! Dance until we die!