Freedom of Expression

Lyrics

Someone said that I have a stroke of propriety I guess I excel It's my jargon, not society I've never really let my feelings gather age Some say it's repression, maybe it's a stage We were talk-talk-talking about tiny spaces There's no action in the play relation Words are playgrounds, but again, that's misleading Don't you know "intercourse" has a double meaning? You can change your name or a credit card No one would notice if you didn't say a word Don't walk in conversation With the weirdest things we'll never say that I did [?] Now I'm taking a bus to Portland, direct Everyone I know is there, but speaks a different dialect We've got books and we've got television We've got everything but... freedom of expression And now, we're singing in different syllables Which you can seek if you're a congressman or a constable Deflate the world and show how you feel I crept through the telephone line and found out I was real I haven't lied to say that it doesn't matter Meaning loses reason while New World Order gains a ladder Raise my voice or raise my instrument Erases the value of whatever I meant I raise letters, 'cause, baby they're better It's an odd expression, it's heaven-sent What? The mouth is for a million different sounds I've tried peace and boxing eighteen rounds I mumble, [?] I've got everything but... freedom of expression Understand that talk, it's a big decision But it's not the words we say, it's their definition I said a lot of things, but the world doesn't wait on my breath Your verbal graffiti has less life than death Political sounds like [?] You've got to show your gift! You can put out your anger out on [?] I said "I love you" somewhere in the past Forgot there's no translation for something so detached Huh! Now, you're sitting right next to me I can't interpret, but I can see I'm down in the air or up in depression We've got everything but... freedom of expression