No no no
Words & music by Ritchie Blackmore, Ian Gillan, Roger Glover, Jon Lord and Ian Paice
Really hate the running, really hate the game
Looking at them all, I wanna be unborn again
Their suit is getting tighter although they're getting thin
The flies are crawling on their face and trying to get in
People say that we're to blame
I say no no no it's just the game
Must we let them fool us? No no no
Have we got our freedom? No no no
Is it getting better? No no no
Do we love each other? No no no
Must we wait forever? No no no no no no
Heads are getting stronger, bodies getting weak
Looking at them all, it feels good to be a freak
Their hands are getting closer, they're reaching out so far
The greenies gonna get them, make them serve stars yeah
Tell them how it is they say no no no
We know it all, we know it all
Must we let them fool us? No no no
Have we got our freedom? No no no
Is it getting better? No no no
Do we love each other? No no no no
Must we wait forever? No no no no no
Washing's getting dirty, air is getting thin
It's all in such a mess that no one knows where to begin
They talk about creating but all they do is kill
They say they're gonna mend it but they never will
Poison in the rain but they say no no no
We ain't to blame, it ain't us
Must we let them fool us? No no no
Have we got our freedom? No no no
Is it getting better? No no no
Do we love each other? No no no
Must we wait forever? No no no no... Nooo!
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