Give me rest or give me full contest. Give me no jest. Give me no nonsense. On the fringe of some new exploitation. Come unhinged from this new revelation.
Chorus
give me liberty or give me death. I swear. I swear. I don't know which. Give me liberty or give me death and I will wear my bullet proof flag.
Stanza 2
lean on me like you've leaned on nobody. Count the thieves you invited to this party. These stillborn things, they will be the birth of me in this ring of circus formalities.
Bridge
now it's time to open our eyes. No longer hide behind the shades.
Stanza 3
fear itself fears nobody else. Take what's left of ths little commonwealth. To offend this unsavory worldly trend. Through thick & thin forever & ever & Amen.