Freak Flag - Leather Lung

My friends stay dressed in black

And there’s patches on their back

We smoke dope by the ounce

We drink booze by the rack

My friends raise the volume loud

So don’t ask to turn it down

We twist that knob around

Till the sound can shake the ground

We’re freaks—We stay gold

And the malt liquors always cold

We’re freaks—We stay high

And we’re gonna let that freak flag fly

My friends stay out all night, and they’re up with the rising sun

We don’t got much to give ya, but we’ll give it till it’s gone

My friends stood right by me when they saw the chance to run

We don’t got much to say but we can’t just bite our tongues

We’re freaks—We stay gold

And the malt liquors always cold

We’re freaks—We stay high

And we’re gonna let that freak flag fly

Fly!

Ink scars my skin—I got a devilish grin

All I see in the mirror is my evil twin

I rolled the dice—I paid the price

Cause you can’t have virtue if you don’t know vice

Gotta free your mind—till you’re no longer blind

Stop looking for answers that you’ll never find

Leave your cares at the door—Let your feet leave the floor

We’ll take you high up where the eagle soars

Yeah!—High up where the eagle soars!

Yeah!—High up where the eagle soars!

My friends are freaks like me—The forever estranged

Stare at us all you want—We ain’t never gonna change

Yeah!

Raise your fist to the sky—Let your freak flag fly

Raise your fist to the sky—Let your freak flag fly

Raise your fist to the sky—motherfucker—Let your freak flag fly

Raise your fist to the sky—motherfucker—Let your freak flag fly

Give it to me!

Let your freak flag fly!