The Price Of Freedom
Our brothers and our children
Are marching off to war
Fighting for a cause that holds no reason
Do you think that they believe in what it is they're fighting for?
Is this how we pay the price of freedom?
They're marching off to battle
They're marching off to war
They're marching off for freedom
But is freedom worth dying for?
And the 'glorious' red, white and blue flies high above their heads,
Is this how we pay the price of freedom?
Our brothers and our children
Were told they'd be home soon
But is the battle lost before it's started?
Do you think that they remember what it was they came to do?
And does their future still remain uncharted?
They're marching off to battle
They're marching off to war
They're marching off for freedom
But is freedom worth dying for?
And the 'glorious' red, white and blue flies high above their heads,
Is this how we pay the price of freedom?
They're fighting wars for leaders
They're fighting wars with men
Who came in from the hills and from the valleys
Above their heads the burning sun is shining down again
They're fighting in the streets and in the alleys
They're marching off to battle
They're marching off to war
They're marching off for freedom
But is freedom worth dying for?
The notorious red, white and blue flies high above their heads,
Is this how we play the dice of freedom?
