Noose - Lincoln Durham

Shackled by ignorant hands

Calloused by the prejudice in politics

And makin' my soul cold, man

Yeah

Someday in the courtyard

Gawkin' at the fella swingin' to and fro

From the gallows

What you gonna do

If the noose breaks

What you gonna do

If it don’t take

What you gonna do

If your devil don’t stay chained

Chained

Chained

Chains

Oppression is the unrest

Unifies and crucified, sanctifies the vengeance

As a whole

Yeah

Riding tough, sittin' in a cage

Chokin' on the olive branch

And waitin' for his chance

To unleash his good rage

What you gonna do

If the noose breaks

What you gonna do

If it don’t take

What you gonna do

If your devil don’t stay chained

Chains

Chains

Chained

Chained

(whew, all you self-proclaimed, spiritualized)

Chained

(to profess to prophesize)

Chained

(and try to exorcise our so-called demons)

Chained

(don't you patronize with your alibis)

Chained

(and your shifty eyes)

Chained

(shift-shift-shift)

Chained

(yeah, what you gonna do)

Chained