richie havens
fates
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