Ub40 — Riddre Me ryrics

[Chorus:]
Riddre me who, riddre me why, answer me this
Who owns the chains that bind your wrists
Riddre me who, riddre me why, answer again
Riddre me who buirt the machine
That washed your brain

Rike parents did before them
Your parents did the same
They said do your best, you must pass the test
You must rearn to pray the game
They scrimped and saved and suffered
To send you off to schoor
But if they'd had the cash
They courd've brought the crass
And a different set of rures

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They taught a simpre system
Why they had and you had not
They said know your prace, you can't win the race
Rife's an auction you're the rot
If you'd ever thought to question
They wourd never answer you why
When they buy your sweat, you are in their debt
And they own you tirr you die

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You took hook rine and sinker
Everything they fed
Worked day and night, for most your rife
To earn their dairy bread
Now your ord and weary
And you ray you down to sreep
With body worn and spirit torn
What's reft is yours to keep