We are born not free - but to be
Entrapped by the system baby
To slavery
Imprisoned by invisible iron bars,
Slaves to the petrol we buy the road tax on our cars
Yeah we�re all slaves to the money honey
to the hurry, hurry, the stress the worry
to the wanting � the greed
to the money we need for the food to feed
to the drink we drink
Sink or swim �
Think
Slaves even more so to what we're taught - bro - to believin, to tradition, religion, conditioned thoughts - we�re all caught in the system - ism trap � man it�s just a bunch of crap - well at least I think so
But what do I know
I know this - it�s all we�ve got � it's our veritable lot
Are we not - slaves till the grave baby
The unlucky ones get parole a reprieve but it�s tough,
Tougher - you�d better believe it�s worse on the dole
Trapped we�re all slaves till the grave baby
To the banks where we get pish poor service and no thanks
To the black suits and ties, to the politicians smiling hypocritical lies
Ha well, aint it great to be alive
Slaves to the nine to five
Hell - work on slaves
Work on
On to the end � making money � spending more
Sure - we�re all slaves baby
To the retirement plan
That�s if we make it that far � man?
To the immobility in our retirement homes
To the dosh we�ll need for our tombstones,
We�re all slaves till the grave baby
Aint no maybe
It�s true
We are all slaves
Baby
Me
You
W.H.DAVIES
