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Once a public servant sat in his office
Just looking down at a solitary tree,
And he sang as his printer piled up the paper
Who wants to get information from me.
Chorus: Freedom of info, freedom of info
Who wants to get information from me.
And he sang as his printer piled up the paper
Who wants to get information from me.
Up came the message, saying it was printed,
Up jumped the clerk and he grabbed it with glee,
And he sang as he stuffed that printout in his carry bag,
Who wants to get information from me.
Chorus: Freedom of info, freedom of info,
Who wants to get information from me.
And he sang as he stuffed that printout in his carry bag,
Who wants to get information from me.
In came the Minister, mounted on his hobby horse,
In came his minions, one, three, two,
What’s that information you’ve got in your carry bag,
Who wants to get information from you.
Chorus: Freedom of info, freedom of info,
Who wants to get information from you.
What’s that information you’ve got in your carry bag,
Who wants to get information from you.
Up jumped the clerk and threw it out the window,
I’ll never let you suppress it, said he.
And the posters may be seen as you pass by a news stand,
Who wants to get information from me.
Chorus: Freedom of info, freedom of info,
Who wants to get information from me.
And the posters may be seen as you pass by a news stand,
Who wants to get information from me.
Copyright © D.W. Walker, 1999