No pennies from Heaven, no pennies in my hand

Think you're drinkin' wine Dad, its the blood of the Lamb

That's no way to treat you son now is it Abraham

After he busted his ass for you

You've never known 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



Master and slace in equal parts

Split down the middle drink' dubles 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

C'mon lets swing into the groove



Like Jack Homer backed into a corner

but I never saw a slice of no pie

too busy standing in line, just waiting for bread

but the father, he walks the water

he ain't 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

I'm scratchin' 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 coulda been you

While masters and 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 slace in equal parts

Split down the middle drink' 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)