Corrupt politicians, purveyors of law Give us daily bread, but not a crumb more Premiers, Presidents and leaders of men Fleece us like sheep again and again
All we can do is suffer the grief And shake our heads in disbelief A penny here, a dollar there We're nickel'd and dime'd into despair
If we should ever come on days When all would start to change their ways There'd still be some who would only see A brand new opportunity I'd go along and wag my tail But still they'd throw me in their jail I watch the news and wonder why They never seem to catch that guy
He knows the game as well as I And that is why he won't be Captured
Now religious leaders speak out Offensive words cast shadows of doubt Those who listened but still haven't heard Live by the sword but they'll die by the word
I sit in my room of closed windows and doors And ponder my fate as I stare at the floors If I never let anyone get close to me Then maybe I can still remain free
Not powdered wigs nor robes of silk Can ever govern me