Race headlong into the future
You live through your computer
It’s got you on a short leash
No you can’t run, but at least
You got your heatlh
And you can keep on working til your back is sore
Got nothing else
But all they want is more… more… more
They can take your car
And take your home
Take away everything you thought you ever owned
Guess that’s the price of being free
That we get no guarantee
Give a little bit of money for the teachers
Now 10 percent for the preacher
Can I get a little more for the police
You think you’re broke, but at least
You got your heatlh
And you can keep on working til your back is sore
Got nothing else
And all they want is more… more… more
They can take your car
And take your home
Take away everything you thought you ever owned
Guess that’s the price of being free
That we get no guarantee
I’ve been working all my life
and I got nothing to show for it
My sweat and my blood, and did what I should
There’s no end in sight
I owe so much that I can’t quit til…
I’m in a grave, til then Im a slave
I know this can’t be right,
when they put you out on the streets
They say your lucky and…
at least you got your health
They call you middle class but you know you’re poor
If nothing else
at least you know who you are working for
They can take your car
And take your home
Take away everything you thought you ever owned
Guess that’s the price of being free
That we get no guarantee