Robert Plant - Freedom Fries Lyrics
The father, son and the Holy GhostTook the last train to the coastThey were moving fast, they were raising sandThey were running wild in the promised landThe father, son and the three wise menOperating undercover out in BethlehemWill they heal the sick? Can they raise the dead?Can they bring it on home like the good book says?Billy the Kid told the Prince of Thieves,A little give and take to satisfy my needsYou can give me lots but I'll take some moreI got my eyes on your treasure beneath the desert floor?Freedom fries and burns and scarsThe liberator goes too farFreedom fries and screams and yellsThe promised land is promised hell