So determined to be worshipped – at the price of your soul, the politician spirit’s holdin you down.

Can you even fathom freedom? Trapped in all your obligation, can you imagine freedom when your life’s an occupation? Oh, it’s chains, yes. politician spirit’s holdin me down.

—Pretending to be happy, it’s just a masquerade. Keeping up an image hoping God would soon be pleased, pretending to be healthy, you’re so wealthy and diseased.—

We’ve got time to change, got time to change, thank God we still got time to change.