Jailer

I’am in chains you’re in chains too
I wear uniforms you wear uniforms too
I’am a prisoner
You’re a prisoner too Mr. Jailer

I have fears you have fears too
I will die, yourself go die too
Life is beautiful
Don’t you think so too Mr. jailer

R:
I’m 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 supress all my stategy
You oppress every part of me
What you don’t know,
You’re a victim too Mr. Jailer

R
You don’t care about my point of view
If I die another will work for you
So you treat me like a modern slave Mr. Jailer

If you’re 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’d better rearrange your
Philosophies and be good to your Fellowmen
Jailer

R
I hear my baby say
I wanna be president
I wanna chop money
From my government
What he don’t know
Be say Mr. Jailer

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