Turn on the tv, ´cause i got nowhere

To go

Seems that there´s a little trouble down

In mexico

A 13-year-old boy robs a store

So he can eat

And they got him doing time while

Killers walk the streets



A hungry politician is the wolf that´s

At the door

Hell-bent on submission and feedin? on the poor

We could stare into the sun if we would

Open up our eyes

But we paint ourselves into a corner

Colored in white lies



Busted on a rockpile - getting

Dusted in the heat

Shackled to the system - and

Draggin?my feet



I´m riding on a breakdown - another

Whiteknuckled shakedown

Feels like i´m livin?on a chain gang

I´m riding on a breakdown - a suicidal

Shakedown

Feels like i´m on a chain gang



A con man´s intuition can wash

Your sins away

Send your contribution and he´ll save

Your soul today

What can he know, has he been

Through hell and back

He takes the cash and drives it home in

A brand new cadillac



Spitting at the guard dog, burning

In his wicked deal

Screamin?down the railroad with

No one at the wheel



I´m riding on a breakdown - another

Whiteknuckled shakedown

Feels like i´m livin?on a chain gang

I´m riding on a breakdown - a suicidal

Shakedown

Feels like i´m on a chain gang



Faith healin? superstition

Cold-blooded criminal mind

Getting off on high position

Hey brother can you spare a dime

To get me off this slaughter line



I´m riding on a breakdown - another

Whiteknuckled shakedown

Feels like i´m livin?on a chain gang

I´m riding on a breakdown - a suicidal

Shakedown

Feels like i´m on a chain gang



I´m riding on a breakdown - another

Whiteknuckled shakedown

Feels like i´m livin?on a chain gang

I´m riding on a breakdown - a suicidal

Shakedown

Feels like i´m on a chain gang


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