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I woke up this mornin', and the world was gray. Haven't seen the sun since they hauled me away. The boss man says there's no use in tryin', He won't let me color outside of the lines. Got these chains on me, And, they're draggin' me down. Got these chains on me, Hear that clankin' sound? Got these chains on me, Mister, hear my song. Don't say imagination is morally wrong. Mm-hmm-hmm Drink of water, boss? As long as I've been here I got nothin' to show, Try to make somethin' but the boss says no Wanna be creative but the man won't hear it That big boss man is tryin' to crush my spirit Got these chains on me, They won't let me fly Got these chains on me, Won't tell me why Got these chains on me Mister, hear my song. Don't say imagination is morally wrong No, they won't let us dance or bang that gong, 'Cause they say imagination is morally wrong! From Letras Mania