Slave (Live)

Ministers of religion have visited me many times to talk about it
They say to me, I gotta leave it I gotta leave it
It's a bad habit for a man but when I try to leave it

Now I'm a slave (slave), a slave (slave)
I'm a slave, just a liquor slave (slave)
I'm a slave (slave), a slave, (slave)
I'm a slave, just a liquor slave (slave)

I have lost my dignity I had before, trying to please everybody
Some say to me, yo yo, I look better when I'm drunk
Some say, no, no, no, I look bad you know
Sometimes I cry, I cry but my crying never helps me none

'Cos now I am a slave (slave), a slave (slave)
I'm a slave, I'm just a liquor slave (slave)
I am a slave (slave), a slave (slave)
I'm a slave, in my own country

Every night when I'm coming back home
My wife gets worried 'cos she knows
She's got double trouble coming home
Sometimes I cry, I cry
But my crying never helps me

(Slave), a slave (slave)
I'm a slave, just a liquor slave
I'm a slave, a slave, slave
I'm a slave, just a liquor slave



Credits
Writer(s): Lucky Phillip Dube
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