Freeman - Mattafix

Police, won´t you grant me my release?

I should be a freeman now at least,

I´m no robber, I´m no thief.

I should be a freeman on the street.

A freeman on the street.

Hey little darling you sleep tight.

I´m a be a little late tonight.

Found myself in a situation,

Lost my temper and my patience.

It´s the simple things that are the wind beneath my wings.

I never trouble nobody,

I never trouble no one.

Police, (you mista officer, hey!)

Won´t you grant me my release?

I should be a freeman now at least,

(Why ya pressure me for, aye!)

I´m no robber, I´m no thief.

I should be a freeman on the street.

A freeman on the street.

Now baby I have some news,

They say my bail was refused.

But I will see you someday, somehow in someway.

It´s the simple things that are the wind beneath my wings.

I never trouble nobody,

I never trouble no one.

Solitary soldier I´m candid I told ya,

I landed me humbled and reprimanded.

So I man demanded my last phone call,

Without much success at all.

They say I´m a criminal but the wicked must fall.

Freedom gone and we still stand tall.

Dem say «freeze!"and we say;

«What for?

We already have respect for da law»

So…