Master and Slave - Cherry Poppin' Daddies

No pennies from heaven, no pennies in my hand

Think you’re drinking wine dad, it’s the blood of the lamb

That’s no way to treat your son now is it, Abraham?

After he busted his ass for you

You’ve never known no hunger, never took a risk

Though you know you should

You know you’d never raise a fist

If the boss asked you to jump you know

You’d find the nearest cliff

That man talks down to you, and you talk down to me too, now

Master and slave in equal parts

Split down the middle drinking doubles at the bar

Master and slave, God bless you both

I got two for the price of one

Master and slave in equal parts

Split down the middle drinking doubles at the bar

Master and slave, God bless you both

I got two for the price of one

Such a deal for your only son

When will the tension be all over

For fallen sons and fathers too

I’m down to my last dime

No faith in mankind

Come on let’s swing into the groove

Like Jack Horner wrapped up in a corner

But I never saw a slice of no pie

Ooh, too busy standing in line, just waiting for bread

But the father, he walks the water

And never tossed a nickel to his son

Ain’t I your prodigal boy?

Ain’t I your pride and joy?

Friends and Romans, I’m your brother

But I’m scratching to hang on

The pursuit of happiness is just a carpetbagger’s con

When a can of pork and beans could change my attitude

You won’t give it up but I could’ve been you

While the masters and the slaves scratch for pieces of the dream

For purple mountain majesties, whatever the hell that means

They give up on each other

And that’s the way they get ahead

But I can still see the stars through these red, white, and blue prison bars

Master and slave in equal parts

Split down the middle drinking doubles at the bar

Master and slave, God bless you both

I got two for the price of one

Such a deal for your only son, master and slave

Master, master and slave

Oooh, master and slave