Freedom is a blessing, too much is a curse The ones who drink the most are the ones who die of thirst So take what you need, leave the rest on the shelf Maybe think about somebody else There's a new wave of anger coming down the line It's a sideways sort of justice, and it's stealing all our time Before you go off fighting, try to collect yourself Maybe think about somebody else My cynicism tells me that people never change That the new world is the old world slightly rearranged I could take the love I've got and spend it on myself Or I could think about somebody else