• Turn on the TV, 'cause I got nowhere
    to go
    Seems that there's a little trouble down
    in Mexico
    A 13-year-old boy robs a store
    so he can eat
    And they got him doing time while
    killers walk the streets

    A hungry politician is the wolf that's
    at the door
    Hell-bent on submission and feedin'
    on the poor
    We could stare into the sun if we would
    open up our eyes
    But we paint ourselves into a corner
    colored in white lies

    Busted on a rockpile - getting
    dusted in the heat
    Shackled to the system - and
    draggin' my feet

    I'm riding on a breakdown - another
    whiteknuckled shakedown
    Feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang
    I'm riding on a breakdown - a suicidal
    shakedown
    Feels like I'm on a chain gang

    A con man's intuition can wash
    your sins away
    Send your contribution and he'll save
    your soul today
    What can he know, has he been
    through hell and back
    He takes the cash and drives it home in
    a brand new Cadillac

    Spitting at the guard dog, burning
    in his wicked deal
    Screamin' down the railroad with
    no one at the wheel

    I'm riding on a breakdown - another
    whiteknuckled shakedown
    Feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang
    I'm riding on a breakdown - a suicidal
    shakedown
    Feels like I'm on a chain gang

    Faith healin', superstition
    Cold-blooded criminal mind
    Getting off on high position
    Hey brother can you spare a dime
    To get me off this slaughter line

    I'm riding on a breakdown - another
    whiteknuckled shakedown
    Feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang
    I'm riding on a breakdown - a suicidal
    shakedown
    Feels like I'm on a chain gang

    I'm riding on a breakdown - another
    whiteknuckled shakedown
    Feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang
    I'm riding on a breakdown - a suicidal
    shakedown
    Feels like I'm on a chain gang