Nothing's Free

There´s a price to pay, for what your wanna say

Another revolution, there´s no solution

In the summertime, in the streets of crime

want a situation, one of desperation.

I´ve got, you´ve got

Who´s got the right to say - what´s for me

I´ve got, you´ve got - we´ve got an enemy.

There´s no sympathy, a world of apathy

In the name of peace, there´s no relief

Where did time go, on death row.