Cry Freedom - Franky Perez

A poor boy in rich man’s clothes

A young child with an old man’s soul

A prostitute with long term goals

A blue collar priest

I won’t lie for an honest buck

I’m a messenger in a pick-up truck

My old man ran into hard luck

And passed it down to me

So, I start a revolution

One note at a time

It’s a desperate cry for freedom

And a better way of life

Let’s make everyday the Fourth Of July

I won’t stand in your welfare line

What I lack in cash I make up in pride

You get yours and I’ll get mine

I got to feed my family

The government takes half our wages

Picket lines and classified pages

You can’t count on the man to save us

So, we take it to the streets

So, I start a revolution

One note at a time

It’s a desperate cry for freedom

And a better way of life

Let’s make everyday the Fourth Of July

Cry freedom

From the Bronx to East L. A

Cry freedom

From North Las Vegas to the San Francisco Bay

So, I start a revolution

One note at a time

A freedom song is useless

If you’re not prepared to die

I’ll make everyday the Fourth Of July

Cry freedom, cry freedom

Cry freedom, cry freedom

Cry freedom, cry freedom

Cry freedom, cry freedom

Cry freedom, cry freedom