Howard JonesHuman's Lib

Sometimes I'd like to go to bed With a hundred women or men And lose my mind in lust and drink And to hit some people into feeling good, oh Sometimes I'd like to dance in the street Don't wanna go to work, just wanna lay in bed all day Why don't you then Why don't you then Life just seems oh so meaningless And who can blame us for wanting these things But you just try being free my friend And everyone will hate your guts, I only want to free © 2018