Human's Lib - Howard Jones

Sometimes I’d like to go to bed

With a hundred women or men

And lose my mind in lust and drink

And to hit some people into feeling good, oh

Sometimes I’d like to dance in the street

Don’t wanna go to work, just wanna lay in bed all day

Why don’t you then

Why don’t you then

Life just seems oh so meaningless

And who can blame us for wanting these things

But you just try being free my friend

And everyone will hate your guts, I only want to free