Francisco, el hombre

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Francisco, el hombre
When you come to me to talk about freedom
What exactly defines your alternative?
So when you come to me to talk about freedom -
Repetition makes me forget who I am

We wake up in the morning, tired, feet drag us into the shower,
Daily incomprehensible routine for sacred working guys,
No mirror today, so we can pretend
There's nothing we cannot attain,
We can't wait to be who we want to be
We turn on our day supply of energy
Through this box, it fills me up with harmony

Walk out of you're room, the house a mess but you must run along
Forget your breakfast meal today, hurry or they'll "forget" to pay
No gas in the car, the umbrella too far
The rain will get you wet it doesn't matter how hard you try
We turn on our day supply of energy
Through this box it fills me up with harmony

Social consciousness will only appear if you take a step away
Of your job, your school, ethics, morality pose a as a threat today.
We know "we're only gonna die of our own arrogance"
But we must consider at least there are people living suffering today,
So what I say is to allow your neighbors to live as they please
Be kind and learn from everything and its respect that you'll receive
And if anyone lifts their voices in a fascist sort of way you must shout no

When you come to me to talk about freedom
What exactly defines your alternative?
So when you come to me to talk about freedom -
Repetition makes me forget who I am
Are we going too far?
I hope our breath won't go

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