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The Hand That Feeds

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The Hand That Feeds

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I've seen good men spoiled

Chained to their jobs like hounds

They work and sleep and work again

In the darkest nights they howl

Their cries are a warning

To everyone following

No man should stand to work all of his days

And have nothing at the end of them

I got no money but the change

That jingles in my pockets

Reminding me how little I have

And as for time I am

Powerless to stop it

It keeps rambling on like a man, wandering man

My papa was a howlin' man

Traded in his youth

Sold his dreams and all of his days

For the great American ruse

And my dear papa gave me

Lessons in regret

He said all that he'd done would be for nothing

If I followed in his steps

I got no money but the change

That jingles in my pockets

Reminding me how little I have

And as for time I am

Powerless to stop it

It keeps rambling on like a man, wandering man

My papa taught me how to howl

How to bear my teeth and growl

He taught me that the hand that feeds

Deserves to be bitten when it beats

He taught me how to break my chains

And that money ain't worth a thing

And that no man should get

More of my time than me, than me

I may never be a rich man

But I can, make sure that I am free

I may never be a rich man

The rich man will never have me, never have me

I may never be a rich man

But I can make sure that I am free

I may never be a rich man

The rich man will never have me, never have me

I got no money but the change

That jangles in my pockets

Reminding me how little I have

But as for time, as for time

It's mine, it's mine

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