Boogasmart

I've got a little problem with you
It goes something like this
You're a manufactured office whore
A mental deficit
Can't you see past shiny corporate suits
And all the shit they say
You don't need a soul destroying job
To make it through your day

Cos I won't be like you
Cos I can't be like you
Cos I can't be like you
Cos i won't be like you

I've got a little problem with you
and how you live your days
Your devoid of any conscious thought
You live under your self created haze
And nothings gonna change

I'll just sit here curled up and I'll
Hope for the day that you'll see
That people aren't robots and
It's not that hard to be free
If you'll learn
You don't need a helping hand to make a moral stand
So don't try so hard
To be held in high regard
By some bigwig who thinks that financials the way
Stealing your future day by day

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