Fates Songtext
von Richie Havens

He has religion
With no compassion
To make decisions
Of every passion
He′s got his yacht
He's got his mansions
He′s got his servants
He's got expansion

They keep on talking
They're oh so proud
They keep us walking
They scream so loud
They own the venue
They own the crowd
Hey, yeah, slavery


He′s got his factories
He′s got his slaves
He's got his profits
He owns our cave
He has his prisons
He has his gates
He has his judges
They have our fate

They divide nations
They freeze the heart
Self manipulation
Right from the start
They give permission
Others do their parts

Oh, hey, slavery

He′s got his cars
He's got his books
He knows it′s urgent
The poor are hooked
He's got his weakness
We′ve got his number
And we will be there
Next time he plunders


I'm gonna tell you
One by one
Everybody here is on the run
I'm gonna tell you
You′ve got to know
Know

Hey, yeah, it′s all slavery
Slavery
It's all slavery

Hey hey, yeah yeah
Hey hey, yeah yeah
Hey hey, yeah yeah