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This version of the "Master's Song" was inspired in 2004 by watching Fahrenheit 911, Neil Young's song which played at the end with the subtitles was, "Rockin' in the Free World" and it helped me find a more sinister vehicle for my lyrics which, up till then had sounded like a cross between a church choir and a British workman's song from the beginning of the 20th century - if you can imagine that!

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Now every master worth his salt knows to keep you on the run
'Cause in doing so you'll never know what you are running from
And every master worth his name knows the measure of his slave
There's a time for using kindness and a time to use the stave

Here's your TV and your paper
That's my power, I'm your raper
I shall lead you with persuasion
To a prison called a nation

Well, it's plain to anybody who has sense enough to see
That the chains that I have bound you with
are the chains that you call freedom
And I never cease to be amazed with the ease I feed you lies
When you've cleaned your plate it'll be too late
and you'll never realize
 

Here's religion and your Savior
That's my power, I'm your raper
I shall lead you as a great king
To a prison of your making

There are people who will follow masters they have chose to lead
There are reasons that can justify the need for poverty
Like a moth into a candle flame
you will burn your wings on the master's game
As you seek to please the ruler
On your leash you only strain

Here's your TV and your paper
That's my power, I'm your raper
I shall lead you with persuasion
To a prison called a nation

Here's religion and your Savior
That's my power, I'm your raper
I shall lead you as a great king
To a prison of your making

Lyrics by Stephen Goodfellow 1987

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