Even if you take everything
Take my kids and the TV
My toothbrush, my revolver
The car, that's already done
With the banking prohibitions
Take my wife, the couch
The microwave, the refrigerator
And even up to my private life
Anyway, in the red
I might as well sell my soul to the Devil
With him, we can make a deal
Since here, everything is negotiable
But you won't have
My freedom of thought

Take my bed, the gold records
My good mood
The little spoons
Everything that, in your eyes, has value
And that I no longer care about
Even if you take everything, don't forget
The shit hidden under the shelf
Everything that is beautiful and matters to me
I'd rather it go to Abbe Pierre
I can give my body to science
If there is something to take
And if it makes you feel good
But you won't have
My freedom of thought
My freedom of thought
(Hey)

I can empty my pockets on the table
It's been a long time since they were holed
Lower my pants, I'm capable of it
But you won't have
My freedom of thought

Even if you take everything, and sell everything
So that your little affairs are arranged
I'll just take my striped pajamas
I'll give you the oranges as a gift
You can even keep everything
I won't take anything to hell
Even if you take everything, I'd rather go
If paradise is offered to you
(Hey)

I might as well sell my soul to the Devil
With him, we can make a deal
Since here everything is negotiable
But you won't have
No, you won't have
My freedom of thought
My freedom of thought

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