Richie Havens - Fates lyrics

He has religion with no compa**ion To make decisions, of every pa**ion 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