Intro: Verse: I don't wan't to go to the market square, but I admit that once i travel there. And I gave into temptation too. When I left I had no shirt to wear. They try to sell you things you already own. Tell you that this place is not your home. They charge you for the rain and sunshine too. Poison everything that you have grown. But there goes the king of laborers. He's lowered his head and still. He'll carry his burden like a good man can to the foot of liberty hill. At the root of the liberty tree. I might see you there in the dawning, but please don't you wait for me. Instrumental break: Verse: I talked to thieves but did they ever listen? They had ears but there was something missing. You take to using sign language too. Tell them that's the goal just doesn't listen. Well you played up a bomb and monkey much too long. And you know your brightest tunes are wrong. You pretend to have some kind of control. And you'll be out in the street before too long. But there goes the queen of laborers. Sweeping back the sea. And she'll carry her load like a good woman can to the root of liberty tree. At the foot of the liberty hill. I'll meet you there in the dawning, if your waiting still. Bridge: Well sometime you think you've learnt how to swim, but just look at this crazy swamp you're in. And you're lame excuses are all well and thin. Just who are you kidding now? Verse: They tie you up and put you in a cage. And wonder why you should be enraged. They feed you on scraps, punch up they're taxes too. And say you've got to keep up with the age. And there goes the child of laborers. Through the valley of the kings. And demanding the birth-right like culture-men should at the source of the liberty spring. By the root of the liberty tree. I'll meet you there in the dawning, if you'd wait for me. And I do hope you wait for me. Outro: D?m