The Radio Dept.
Sloboda Narodu
There's nothing gracious about our kind
They've got it wrong
No stars aligned
When out of patience
Is your constant state of mind
Crashing down like rain on steel
Listen to me
They've no idea
Anticipation is not a friend
'Cause at this end
We can't pretend
You be the friend
Help me now
But don't ask for patience
'Cause we just don't have the time
Freedom now
Freedom now
Sloboda narodu