A slave to indulgence, a slave who obstains
  A slave to your pleasure, a slave to your pain
  A slave to a business, a mistress, a wife
  Slave to the bottle the needle or knife
  
  An accident of birth or a spin of the wheel
  Select your next master and feel how it feels
  On your knees
  Into the night that you'll never remember
  On your knees
  Bow to the crowd of a thousand oppressors
  
  Ensalved by the dealers or the jun kies themselves
  Ensnared by self pity or the sweet lie of wealth
  Afraid to stop running or frozen in place
  Afraid to begin or finish the race
  Awake from the drugs or asleep from the wine
  The doors are all open, they close from behind
  
  On your knees
  Into the night that you'll never remember
  On your knees
  Bow to the crowd of a trhousand oppressors
  On your knees
  Into the night that you'll never remember
  On your knees
  Bow to the crowd of a thousaand oppressors
  
  Oh, awake from the drugs or asleep from the wine
  The doors are all open, they close from behind
  Whatever you choose there's a suicide clause
  You die of neglect or you die to applause
  On your knees
  Into the night that you'll never remember
  On your knees
  Bow to the crowd of a trhousand oppressors
  On your knees
  Into the night that you'll never remember
  On your knees
  Bow to the crowd of a thousaand oppressors
  
  Slave to your lovers and slave to your lessers