Getting by has always been a thing that I must do Making money from some senseless thing that I can't choose Burning heat on the street and I've got worn out shoes on my feet Am I just a slave? Am I just a slave? Am I just a slave? Am I just a slave? One of these days I'm gonna break break free One of these days I'm gonna break these chains Rain rain rain On my telephone Gone gone gone And no one's home Masters of the pyramids Selling scratches to the zombies in brazil And everyone is poor and no one knows what to do Hanging on the corner by a wall so I can see what is true Am I just a slave? Am I just a slave? Am I just a slave? Am I just a slave? One of these days I'm gonna break break free One of these days I'm gonna break these chains Rain rain rain On my telephone Gone gone gone And no one's home