don't he look like a man   with the contract in hand   sayin' to me "It's too big a hassle."   i'm lucky to be where i am   while he lives like a king up in a castle   he should be Judas swingin' from a noose   but i'm feelin' like a bull in a lasso   everbody's gettin' paid   as they sell my rights away   except for me      i am yours and you are mine   bastards in their eyes   guilty before trial   we are victims by design   captives all the while   masters of denial   it's such a hassle      was it always the plan   create supply and demand   you give 'em a show they give you your money   or make a dollar with the bible in hand   now they're talking to you and you know ain't funny   got the congregation slightly amused   the tables are turned   and i saw Jesus leave early   don't they put the blame right down on you   by the time the sermon's through   you said to me      2 grand and a lot of hassle