The businessman will take his cut Of all the good things we have wrought Tangled in our weary lives And I'll smile on my way down Someone that I loved before But don't remember anymore I wonder if she's still around Or if she cut another corner On her way out Free air Good and growing Would you welcome the world without us? It's coming again They came for money in the night Who am I to stand and fight Maybe you will understand When you're clinging to nothing Can't stand a minute on my own Can't stand time unless I'm stoned I used to be someone to trust But now I laugh about lying And I miss your Free air Good and growing Would you welcome the world without us? It's coming again