Down On Freestreet 作词：Niklas Andersson, Robert Dahlquist, Robert Eriksson, Kenny Dick Hakansson, Anders Lindstrom
Down on Freestreet Buried six feet down In a one horse Carefully locked door town
Where no one ever comes around There ain't nothing there to be found An eye for one eye, pound for pound Blown up yet minimal, built up by criminal hands
And to the republic, it's sick For which it stands
There's a man on desolation row Reaping fruits that someone else has sown And a prime time appearance on a television show
You know, the sheep are ridden with disease And I'm down on bending knees The tumor's spreading oh, so fast The remedy will never last The die's been cast and the deadline's past
There's a crying beholder But no one told her, why Just wrapped up in plastic Conveniently elastic lies
I got my radio on It's playing that same old stupid song Over and over for much too long I've got to turn that damn thing down
I've got to turn that damn thing down I've got to turn that damn thing down I've got to turn that damn thing down
I've got to turn that damn thing down I've got to turn that damn thing down I've got to turn that damn thing down I've got to turn that damn thing
Turn that damn thing Turn that damn thing Turn that damn thing down