Ma Liberte de Penser

Take my kids and the TV if you must
My toothbrush, my gun, the car, that's already done
With the bank bans, take my wife, the couch
The microwave, the fridge
And even my privacy
Anyway, in the red
I can sell my soul to the Devil
We can work something out with him
Since everything is negotiable here, but you won't have
My freedom to think

Take my bed, the gold records, my good mood
The teaspoons, everything that has value in your eyes
And that I no longer care about, if you must take everything, don't forget
The weed hidden under the shelf
Everything that is beautiful and important to me
I'd rather it goes to the homeless
I can give my body to science
If there's something to take
And it makes you feel good, but you won't have
My freedom to think

My freedom to think

I can empty my pockets on the table
They've been empty for a long time
I can drop my pants, I'm capable of it, but you won't have
My freedom to think

If you must take everything and settle everything
So that your little affairs work out
I'll just take my striped pajamas
And I'll give you the oranges as a gift
You can keep everything
I won't take anything to hell
If you must take everything, I'd rather go there
If paradise is offered to you
I can sell my soul to the devil
We can work something out with him
Since everything is negotiable here, but you won't have
No, you won't have
My freedom to think
My freedom to think