Livin’ on a Chain Gang (Live in London)

[Intro]
Turn on the TV, 'cause I got nowhere to go
It seems that there's a little trouble down in Mexico
A thirteen-year-old boy robs a store so he can eat
They got him doin' time while killers walk the streets

[Verse 1]
A hungry politician is the wolf that's at the door
He's hell-bent on submission and he's feeding on the poor
We could stare into the sun if we would open up our eye
But we paint ourselves into a corner, colored in white lies

[Pre-Chorus]
(Busted on a rock pile) Getting dusted in the heat
(Shackled to the system) And draggin' my feet, yeah

[Chorus]
(I'm ridin' on a breakdown, another white-knuckled shakedown)
Feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang
(I'm ridin' on a breakdown, suicidal shakedown)
Feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang
Woah, yeah

[Verse 2]
A con man's intuition can wash your sins away
Send your contribution and he'll save your soul today
What does he know? Has he been through hell and back?
He takes the cash and he drives it home in a brand new Cadillac

[Pre-Chorus]
(Spittin' at the guard dog) Burnin' in his wicked deal
(Screamin' down the railroad) With no one at the wheel, no, no
Go

[Chorus]
(I'm ridin' on a breakdown, another white-knuckled shakedown)
Feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang
(I'm ridin' on a breakdown, suicidal shakedown)
Feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang
Go

[Guitar Solo]
Go, go, go, go

[Bridge]
Woah, faith healin', superstition
Cold-blooded criminal mind
Gettin' off on high position
Hey, brother can you spare a dime
To get me off this slaughter line?

[Chorus]
(I'm ridin' on a breakdown, another white-knuckled shakedown)
Feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang
(I'm ridin' on a breakdown, suicidal shakedown)
Feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang
(I'm ridin' on a breakdown, another white-knuckled shakedown) Oh
Woah, feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang
(I'm ridin' on a breakdown, suicidal shakedown)
Feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang, yeah
Go

[Outro: Erik Grönwall & Rachel Bolan]
Oh, man
Fuck me
Alright
I want you all to say hello to a friend of mine
His name is Rachel Bolan, everybody, come on
We're back
How many punk rockers we got in the house?
Yes we do
This goes out to our fallen brothers Joey, Dee Dee, Johnny, and Tommy
It's called