Tie me up, Tie me down, The golden rule's (to be) safe and sound, Nail me down to the ground Just to make sure I don't fall down. Cut the lights, Kill the sound, Stop all those who speak too loud, You don't want to see the audience frown, So mute the singer and kill the clown. Your freedom's free of freedom, To build your vanity Kingdom, Your promises most unpromising, Like the new clothes of the King. It's our stories. It's our lives. Who the hell are you to turn off our lights? It's our stories. It's our lives. Don't try to stop me I will put up a fight.