EclipseFreedom Is A Cruel Mistress
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Eclipse
Finnegans Wake Book 1 Chapter 6
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Co-written by: Chang H. Kim (music) + Martin H. Samuel (lyric) © Malaika Music (ASCAP) + Renard Cohen (melody) © Minstrel Fox Music (BMI).

Performed by Eclipse featuring Rick Livingstone ~ formerly of The Best.



FREEDOM IS A CRUEL MISTRESS ... Martin H. Samuel – © 1995 Malaika Music (ASCAP)


nothing is free not even freedom
got to give something to get
you’ve got to give up your security
freedom has her debt

she may entice you for a while
she can lure you with her smile

freedom is a cruel mistress
no compromise no alibis
she’s got no use for your excuses
she’ll cut you – cut you down to size

nothing is free not even freedom
got to pay the going price
you’ve got to pay her in loneliness
freedom has her vice

she may embrace in her arms
she will hold you with her charms

freedom is a cruel mistress
no compromise no alibis
she’s got no use for your excuses
she’ll cut you – cut you down to size

freedom is a cruel mistress
no compromise no alibis
she’s got no use for your excuses
she’ll cut you – cut you down to size

freedom is a cruel mistress
no compromise no alibis
she’s got no use for your excuses
she’ll cut you – cut you down to size

freedom is a cruel mistress
no compromise no alibis
she’s got no use for your excuses
she’ll cut you – cut you down to size

freedom is a cruel mistress
no compromise no alibis
she’s got no use for your excuses
she’ll cut you – cut you down to size
freedom


Photo: Rick Livingstone
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Radio Martin
Everything has a price... co-written with Renard J. Cohen and recorded by Eclipse ...


Finnegans Wake Book 1 Chapter 6
retrospector, he holds the holpenstake; won the freedom of new yoke for the minds of jugoslaves; acts active, peddles in passivism and is a gorgon of selfridgeousness; pours a laughsworth of his illforma- tion over a larmsworth of salt; half heard the single maiden speech La Belle spun to her Grand Mount and wholed a lifetime by his ain fireside, wondering was it hebrew set to himmeltones or the quicksilversong of qwaternions; his troubles may be over but his doubles have still to come; the lobster pot that crabbed our keel, the garden pet that spoiled our squeezed peas; he stands in a lovely park, sea is not far, importunate towns of X, Y and Z are easily over reached; is an excrescence to civilised humanity and but a wart on Europe; wanamade singsigns to soundsense an yit he wanna git all his flesch nuemaid motts truly prural and plusible; has excisively large rings and is uncustomarily perfumed;


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