I'm in chains, you're in chains too
I wear uniforms, and you wear uniforms too
I'm a prisioner
You're a prisioner too
Mr. Jailer
I have fears, you have fears too
I will die, but you self gon'die too
Life is beautiful, don't you think so too
Mr. Jailer
I'm talking to you Jailer
Stop calling me a prisioner
Let he who is without sin -
Be the first to cast the stone
Mr. Jailer
Mr. Jailer man
You supress all my strategies
You opress (wo oh oh) every part of me
What you don't know
You're a victim too
Mr. Jailer
You don't care about my point of view
If I die another will work for you
So you treat me like a modern slave
Mr. Jailer
I'm talking to you Jailer
Stop calling me a prisioner
Let he who is without sin-
Be the first to cast the stone
Mr. Jailer
Mr. Jailer man
You see.
If you'walking in a market place
Don't throw stones
Even if you do, you just might hit
One of your own
Life is not about your policies
All the time
So you better rearrange your philosophies
And be good to your fellow man Jailer
Stop calling me a prisioner
Let he who is without sin-
Be the first to cast the stone
Mr. Jailer
Oh I'm talking to you Jailer
Stop calling me your prisioner
Let he who is without sin-
Be the first to cast the stone
Mr. Jailer
Mr. Jailer
I hear my baby say
I wanna be president
I wan chop money
From my government
What he don't know
What he won't know
What he can't know
Jailer, Jailer oh
Be good oh Somebody
Be good oh