Corrupt politicians, purveyors of law
Give us daily bread, but not a crumb more
Premiers, Presidents and leaders of men

Fleece us like sheep again and again

All we can do is suffer the grief

And shake our heads in disbelief
A penny here, a dollar there
We're nickel'd and dime'd into despair


If we should ever come on days
When all would start to change their ways

There'd still be some who would only see
A brand new opportunity


I'd go along and wag my tail
But still they'd throw me in their jail
I watch the news and wonder why

They never seem to catch that guy

He knows the game as well as I

And that is why he won't be
Captured


Now religious leaders speak out
Offensive words cast shadows of doubt
Those who listened but still haven't heard

Live by the sword but they'll die by the word

I sit in my room of closed windows and doors

And ponder my fate as I stare at the floors
If I never let anyone get close to me
Then maybe I can still remain free


Not powdered wigs nor robes of silk
Can ever govern me


Lest I'd be captured


Captured