A fever burns

A fever burns like a jetlag, hell

And it happens every day,

Try just to pay your way…

Feed and dress your family,

It isn’t easy these days.

Nor was it easy in your parent’s days.

So when your anger burns"

Because you want to rise-up and live

Remember how too your elders suffered…

At the hands of a so called, brother.

Oh, freedom…  

Is only a memory of your head in a basket?

Oh, freedom…  

Is a hypocrite asking for your votes?

Making women out of blokes  

Ooh a fever burns like a jetlag, hell

And it happens every day,

Try just to pay your way…

God was a bartering fool

Who thought he could trust

Man with an unforgiving soul

And still find his way home.

But it isn’t easy these days.

Just trying to be nice

Being a good neighbour

Because it isn’t easy these days

To feed or dress your family

Nor was it easy in your parent’s days.

So when your anger burns"

Because you want to rise-up and live

Remember how too your elders suffered…

At the hands of a so called, brother.

Oh, freedom… 

Is only a memory of your head in a basket?

Oh, freedom…  

Is a hypocrite asking for your votes?

Making women out of blokes  

Ooh a fever burns like a jetlag, hell.