Years of living under clouds of restraint,
Live by their rules, be something that you aint
Breaking your back for somebody else,
Increasing the size of the some others wealth
Chorus
Comes the day when te poor man rises,
Throws off the shackles of obligation and debt.
The reason he lives or the reason he dies is,
so wake up poor man, avenge or regret
Forced to the wheel, then forced to his knees,
The wages of the fool, all he ever sees,
Killing himself for no real end,
The only way to the light, beg, borrow steal or lend.
Chorus
You dream the dream of a brave free man,
Who rises and wins against the master plan
Every morning you wake, you realize the truth
not every dog has its, and you're the living proof
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