When she drifted into town, she said, she was running from the past,
She was looking for some peace of mind, but it never seemed to last.
So she stood behind the counter, watching seconds rise and fall,
Measuring each wasted day, by the clock nailed to the wall.

CHORUS
She said she had a husband; 
There were kids; a picket fence;
But the view outside the window, 
Did not seem to make much sense.
She was looking for her freedom, 
On the day she ran away,
Now she spends it taking orders, 
In the Liberty Café.

INSTRUMENTAL BREAK

As I left, I could see she had tears in both her eyes,
She said, It must have been the onions, they still take her by surprise.
But we both knew she was lying, so she would not feel the pain,
While she waited for redemption, and swept the floors again (…again)

CHORUS
She said she had a husband; 
There were kids; a picket fence;
But the view outside the window, 
Did not seem to make much sense.
She was looking for her freedom, 
On the day she ran away,
Now she spends it taking orders, 
In the Liberty Café.

CODA
Looking for her freedom, 
On the day she ran away,
Now she spends it taking orders, 
In the Liberty Café.
Liberty Café...  Liberty Café...