Indonesia

I woke up in a box today

Just like every other day

And I just don't know where I should be

When will I be free

I grew up in the dark streets

Where voices called, voices go

You don't know your friends from your enemies

When will I be free

Oh, when will I be free

I want to go out

To the countryside

Find a little place for us

Find a little place for us

To run away and hide

Oh, the supervisor

His eyes are always red

He don't care if we live or die, he said

When will I be free

Oh, when will I be free

I want to go out

To the city of Rome

Or New York City

Oh, like Marilyn Monroe

And my love says to me

“Nothing's gonna change

You knowr where we were born

Is where we're gonna die, you see”

When will I be free

Oh, when will I be free

When will I be free