Fates Lyrics - Singles - Richie Havens

He has religion with no compassion 

To make decisions a very passion 

He's got his yacht, he's got his mansions 

He's got his servants, he's got expansion 

They keep on talking, they're all so proud 

They keep us walking, they scream so loud 

They only value their only crown 

Hey yeah, slavery 

He's got his factories, he's got his slaves 

He's got his prophets, he owns our cave 

He has his prisons, he has his cage 

He's has his judges, they have our fate 

They divide nations, they preach the heart 

Self manipulation right from the start 

They give permission, others do their part 

Oh hey, slavery 

He's got his cars, he's got his books 

He knows it's urgent, the poor are hook 

He's got his weakness, we got his number 

And we will be there next time he plunders 

I'm gonna tell you one by one 

Everybody here is on the run 

I'm gonna tell you, you got to know 

No, hey yeah, it's all slavery, slavery 

It's all slavery 

Hey, hey, yeah, yeah 

Hey, hey, yeah, yeah 

Hey, hey, yeah