Livin' On A Chain Gang Lyrics - Slave To The Grind - Skid Row

Turn on the TV, 'cause I got nowhere to go 

Seems that there's a little trouble down in Mexico 

A 13-year-old boy robs a store so he can eat 

And they got him doing time while killers walk the streets 

A hungry politician is the wolf that's at the door 

Hell-bent submission and feedin' on the poor 

We could stare into the sun if we would open up your eyes 

But we paint ourselves into a corner colored in white lies 

Busted on the rockpile - getting dusted in the heat 

Shackled to the system - and draggin' my feet 

I'm riding on a breakdown - another whiteknuckled shakedown 

Feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang 

I'm riding on a breakdown - a suicidal shakedown 

Feels like I'm on a chain gang 

A con man's intuition can wash your sins away 

Send your contribution and he'll save your soul today 

What can he know, has he been through hell and back 

He takes the cash and drives it home in a brand new Cadillac 

Spitting at the guard dog, burning in his wicked deal 

Screamin' down the railroad with no one at the wheel 

I'm riding on a breakdown another whiteknuckled shakedown 

Feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang 

I'm riding on a breakdown a suicidal shakedown 

Feels like I'm on a chain gang 

Faith healin', superstition 

Cold blooded criminal mind 

Getting off on high position 

Hey brother can you spare a dime 

To get me off this slaughter line 

I'm riding on a breakdown another whiteknuckled shakedown 

Feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang 

I'm riding on a breakdown a suicidal shakedown