Colors on the street Red, white, and blue People shuffling their feet People sleeping in their shoes There's a warning sign in the road ahead There's a lot of people saying we'd be better off dead Don't feel like Satan, but I am to them So I try Forget them any way I can
Keep on rocking in the free world keep on rocking in the free world keep on rocking in the free world keep on rocking in the free world
I see a woman in the night with a baby in her hands Under an old street light near a garbage can Now she put her kid away, she's gone to get a hit She hates her life, and what she's done with it That's one more kid, that'll never go to school Never get to fall in love, never get to be cool
Keep on rocking in the free world keep on rocking in the free world keep on rocking in the free world keep on rocking in the free world
Solo
There's a thousand points of light For the homeless man There's a kinder, gentler machine gun hand There's department stores, and toilet paper Styrofoam garbage for the Ozone layer There's a man of the people, says people alive Got fuel to burn, got roads to drive
Keep on rocking in the free world keep on rocking in the free world keep on rocking in the free world keep on rocking in the free world