Freddie's Dead

(альбом: Truth And Soul - 1988)

Hey, hey...
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Yeah, yeah
Hey, hey...

Freddie's dead
That's what I said

Let the man rap a plan
Said he'd sing him home
But his hope was a rope
And he should've known

It's hard to understand
There was love in this man
I'm sure all would agree
That his misery
Was his woman and things

Freddie's dead
That's what I said

Everybody's misused him
Ripped him off and abused him
Another junkie plan
Pushing dope for the man
A terrible blow
But that's how it goes
A Freddie's on the corner now
If you wanna be a junkie, well
Just remember Freddie's dead

We're all built up with progress
But sometimes, I must confess
We can deal with rockets and dreams
But, reality what does it mean?

Ain't nothing said
'Cause Freddie's dead

Hey, hey...
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Yeah, yeah

Hey, hey...
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Yeah, yeah
Hey, hey...

All I want is some peace of mind
With a little love I'm trying to find
This could be such a beautiful world
With a wonderful girl
Ooh, I need a woman child

Why can't we brothers
Protect one another?
No one's serious
And it makes me furious
Freddie's dead
Don't be misled
Just think of Fred...

Everybody's misused him
Ripped him off and abused him
Another junkie plan
Pushing dope for the man

A Freddie's on the corner now
If you wanna be a junkie, well
Freddie's dead...
Ha, ha, ha...
Freddie's dead...