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Fort Dix detour on one of the truly long and winding roads

As I backtrack to Philadelphia, to try and start again
All along the way I sit and count
The McDonald's the Gun Ranges the condominiums
I sit and contemplate the society, the civilization, the Air Force in full regalia

Proud we are of our Tanks and our Guns
Burgers and our Fries
For which we are all willing to die

You see I have experienced the freedom
which they say isn't free
And it didn't cost me a single dime
You see

To pick up
To leave
To escape
To live
Free
Exists

But damned if I could find
A woman who'd agree.