Servitude (Album Version)

Servitude (Album Version) - Fishbone

Who who do you serve

For whose empire and for whose whims

Is your honor judged by men

Will you lie

Will you lie if they say it's their will

Will you die or continue to kill

Until the generals all have their fill

Craven cowards

Armchair warriors

You will serve them well

What what will you write

For whose pleasure for whose delight

Will your readers see your light

Will you say That the singer can't blow you away

That we hate people just 'cause they're gay

Women and children all stay away

To whom whom do you pray

Do dollars wash your sins away

Does God love cold hard cash

Do you say If we all just continue to pay

All our ailments will go away

And our souls will be saved

God's not with you

"Holy Roller"

Your heart dwells in Hell

Why, Why do you run ?

Our awareness has spoiled your fun

Our eyes see you too clear

Will you hide

From the joy of expressing our pride

For the leaders and people who've died

While combating your genocide

Chains are breaking

Minds are waking

Soon we'll serve no more