In the Chains of (Practical Constraint)

We are living in the cosmic machine

Of his holy majesty

And we are working in the slave colony

Of his holy economy

Driven forward by the drums of Dawin

On and on and no complaints

And I wonder why we're starving

In the chains of practical constraint

In the chains of practical constraint

In the chains....

Godfather with a glass of champagne

Cheering from the back seat

And the devil at the throttle

Straight into the furnace heat

And Jesus Christ spreads two fingers:

"Love and peace to everyone

You're all great humdingers

Good luck, we leave you alone"

In the chains of...

And your eyes are the boreholes

Where they fill in the money rolls

And your arms on meat hooks

Of some busy banker crooks

At your ears barking nazi dogs

Telling: "You must be the leading hog"

And your brain dressed to kick at

The inferior to the fittest

And your brain dressed to kick at...

In the chains of...