[Verse 1]
Phantoms of the Second Civil War
You gather them around
And every time you open up your mouth
A load of horseshit comes flying right back out
Flying right back out

[Chorus]
Mr. Freedom, big-time talker
Oh, but thank you very much, but no
Mr. Freedom, big-time talker
Oh, but thank you very much, but no

[Verse 2]
Serious business on your lapel
Let the people know how you feel
And every bumper sticker
On the back of your car
Makes you feel a little more real
A little more real

[Chorus]
Mr. Freedom, big-time talker
Oh, but thank you very much, but no
Mr. Freedom, big-time talker
Oh, but thank you, but no!
[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]
I bet you would like nothing better
Than for the shit to hit the fan
And from the safety of your armchair
Properly lay those plans
That no one else but you
Could possibly understand

[Chorus 1]
Mr. Freedom, big-time talker
Oh, but thank you very much, but no
Mr. Freedom, big-time talker
Oh, but thank you very much, but no
Thanks for thinking of me

[Chorus 2]
Mr. Freedom, big-time talker
Oh, but thank you very much, but no
Mr. Freedom, big-time talker
Oh, but thank you very much, but no
That's mighty kind of you

[Outro]
Mr. Freedom, big-time talker
Oh, but thank you very much, but no