Lyrics:
SlaveTo an early graveTo that bed you madeNow you've got to lay down in itSlaveSlaveSee now what you've doneSee what you've becomeYou know that I see right through itSlaveThey branded youToo much of a good thingBlack and blueYou wear it like some ball and chainSlaveSlaveDig your lovers tombWhat you trying to do nowCome on, let's get down to itSlaveYeah they branded youToo much of a good thingBlack and blueYou wear it like some ball and chainSlave(Whose shoes are you trying to fill?Who's driving you up that hill?)When I was youngAnd I must have been naiveFor every word of every lie I would believeI would still belongTo a love that's strongAnd I'd be freeWhen I was youngAnd I know I was naiveFor every word of every lie I would believeI could still belongTo a love that's strongAnd I'd be free(Whose shoes are you trying to fill?Who's driving you up that hill