I'm tired of paying the kings taxes,
like Solomon they wont more from the people,
slaving away in the mines,
even when there is nothing left to find,

i'm tire of fighting the kings wars,
killing fields running red with bblood,
strangers like me i don't know,

I'm tired of being the kings pond,
working from sun up to sun down,
under the threat of re procession my home

in this chest game i am just a number,
a subject to do his bidding,
while listening to the propaganda,
ohh ,ooh the slander
the proper field is vanishing,

In love and war it's all for themselves,
may God help us all,
when those bbombs begin to fall,

I'm tired of giving up my rights,
how can this be,
this default system ,
dictating what is best for meee.

leaders ,teachers .preaches all agree,
we need change
hurt to pain rearrange,
lots of folks living in shame,
life shouldn't be about political gain,

it's everyone for himself ,
hands being forced damn all else
the far left pleads a call,
may God help us all,

playing monopoly with my very existence,
paying no mind to the planet realignments,
the four house men are free,
the arch angels horns are blaring ,
in all this confusion,
no-one is hearing,

it's every one for themselves
mankind has forged the call,
may God help us all,,peace wizthom@09

LOVE IS THE FORCE ,THAT RULES US ALL,,