Freedom wagon

Oh come on and hop on baby!

Shrug off your pet peeves

Through your wet sleeves

The freedom wagon is coming

Oh come on! The dandy man cried -

Leaning off of the rusty tight screws-

With his finger tips

that kept kissing for the wagon -

To pass like howling winds

As he eaves-

drops to the sea of voices

that shattered the killing stories

the wagon had carried

Oh come on! where do I take the dead

the dwarf barfed in the wagon's corner

All the weight of the chains

Pushed him down,

Just another inch

Just a pinch and follow your hunch

The wagon driver said,

Who owned the wagon and the freedom

and he -

Smirked as he spat blood off his teeth

Oh come on and hop on baby!

The freedom wagon is coming

It takes your freedom and gives you a place

It leaves you screaming and pats on your ass

Shrug off your pity

Call off your pretty

The freedom wagon is coming