Am in chains you’re in chains too I wear uniforms,
you wear uniforms too Am a prisoner,
you’re a prisoner too Mr Jailer
I have fears you have fear too I will die,
you sef go die too Life is beautiful
don’t you think so too Mr Jailer
Am talking to you jailer
Stop calling me a prisoner
Let he who is without sin-
Be the first to cast the stone Mr Jailer
You suppress all my strategy
You oppress every part of me What you don’t know,
you’re a victim too Mr Jailer
You don’t care about my point of view
If I die another will work for you
So you threat me like a modern slave Mr Jailer
You don’t care about my point of view
If I die another will work for you
So you threat me like a modern slave Mr Jailer
If you walking in a market place
Don’t throw stones
Even if you do you just might hit One of your own
Life is not about your policies All the time
So you better rearrange your Philosophies
and be good to your fellow man jailer
I hear my baby say I wan be president
I wan chop money From my government
What he don’t know Be say mr jailer |
