Nothings gonna stop me ... getting ready for the go.
You ain't gonna fight me ... gonna win I know.
And she goes, like a rollin' chain.
And it goes, she's gonna do it again.

Freedom, Freedom took me away.
On the poor mans highway, route 18.
You don't see me run from amour.

Lying in your red tape ... a moth in a cocoon.
Security in numbers ... says you're gonna loose.
And she goes, like a rollin' chain.
And it goes, it's gonna do it again.