Mood:  hungry

 Got these Chains on me

I woke up this morning and the world was gray,                   I haven't seen the sun since they hauled me away,              Boss-man says, "There ain't no use in trying,"                      He won't let us color outside of the lines!                                                                                                                           (Chorus)                                     

Got these chains on me and they're dragging me down,      Got these chains on me, hear that clanking sound?              Got these chains on me, mister hear my song,                      Don't say imagination is mortally wrong

As long as I've been here I've got nothing to show,            Try to make something but the boss says no,                       Wanna be creative but the man won't hear it,                      The big boss-man, he's tryin' to crush my spirits!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       (Chorus)                                                                                                                                         Got these chains on me; they won't let me fly,                     Got these chains on me, won't tell me why.                           Got these chains on me, mister hear my song,                      Don't say imagination is mortally wrong!                                                                                                                                                                                                                               No, they won't let us dance or bang that gong,

'Cause they say imagination is mortally wrong!