The Freedom to F**k Off

So what do I want?

I want the freedom to fuck off

In the middle of the ice tonight

Squarin' up and I'm takin' the gloves off

Hell, what do I need?

Need the freedom to smell bad

'Cause this ain't relaxing

Thinkin' 'bout way too much in a warm bath

Fuckin' off takes money

Fuckin' off takes time

Been fuckin' off wrong my whole life

Now I'm fuckin' off right

And I read the Bible sometimes

Please don't make fun of me

And I have come that they may have life

And have it abundantly

So what do I want?

I want the freedom to break down

In the middle of the street tonight

I'm freakin' everyone out in this town

Hell, what do I need?

I need the freedom to eat shit

'Cause I'm at the table

But I don't really wanna be here

'Cause I went to college

And I like the beach

And I love to hate my country

Man, I wanna bite the hand that feeds me

So I'll pack up my stuff

And I'll leave forever

And I know misery loves company

So let's fuck off together

So what do I want?

I want the freedom to sit still

To appreciate my state

In the spinning blade of a windmill

Hell, what do I need?

Need the freedom to feel good

If happiness is a choice

Then I'd choose it every second if I could

I wanna be a real man

I wanna be a father

I'm so tired of thinkin' 'bout me

Man, I think I need to worry about a daughter

And I'll talk to God through her eyes

Please don't make fun of me

I have come that they may have life

And have it abundantly

And I have come that they may have life

And have it abundantly