Released - Bill Callahan

Like two wrestlers

I am mostly still

As the Four Horsemen

Come over the hill

Trying to pass themselves off as the Holy Trinity

When any fool can see

Any fool can see

Everything is corrupt

From the shoes on our feet

To the way we get fucked

Oh, I know that we are free

Don’t tell me again that we are free

Tell me, when will we be released?

Released