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)