It ain't fair, Liu Xiaobo In the stir for breathing air Won't you care for Liu Xiaobo? In the stir for breathing air Let him be, set him free Let him be like you and me
Was he jailed for what he done? Or representing everyone Free Liu now, if we can From the clutches of the man Let him be, lift the lid Bring him to his wife and kids Right on
They gave him ten for two What else can the bastards do? Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta set him free!