Story Behind the Song
A poem became the basis for this song.
Lyrics
We suffer our lives to live
As servants to the master, Time,
He tells us when to eat,
When to sleep
And when to walk in line.
Agendas are the bible
Of today's modern acolyte,
They tell us where to be,
Whom to see
And what we did last night.
The laws of old rule our lands
Made by those now long departed,
They dictate what is right,
What is might
And when the meter started.
Religious ethics point the way
We must follow to salvation,
Pay the toll
To save your soul,
And don't forget donations.
Free me from these chains that bind,
Let me live with wild abandon,
I will be my referee,
My diary,
And my own religion.
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