He has religion with no compassion
To make decisions, of every passion
Hes got his yacht, hes got his mansion,
He got his servants, hes got expansion
They keep on talking, there oh so proud
They keep us walking, they scream so loud
They own the venue, they own he crowd
Hey, yeah, slavery
He got his fat dreams, he got his slaves
He got his profits, he owns our cage,
He has his prisons, he has his gates
He has his judges, they have our fate
They divide the nations, they freeze the heart
Self manipulation right from the start
They give permission, others do their parts
Oh, yeah, slavery
Hes got his card, hes got his books
He knows is urgent, to poor a hut
He got his weakness, we've got his number
And we will be there next time he plunders
I'm going to tell you one by one
Everybody here is on the run
I'm going to tell you, you've got to know
Hey, yeah, its all slavery, slavery
Its all slavery