歌詞 Freedom At 21 jack white

Yeah Cut off the bottoms of my feet, made me walk on salt Take me down to the police, charge me with assault A smile on her face, she does what she wants to me That's right She don't care what kind of wounds she's inflicting on me She don't care what color bruises that she's leaving on me 'Cause she's got freedom in the 21st century Alright Listen Two black gadgets in her hands, all she thinks about No responsibility, no guilt or morals cloud her judgement Smile on her face, she does what she damn well please, right And she don't care what kind of things people used to do And she don't care that what she does has an effect on you She's got freedom in the 21st century Hey, hey, hey Cut off the bottoms of my feet (cut off the bottoms of my feet) Made me walk on salt (made me walk on salt) Take me down to the police (take me down to the police)