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give it up for working stiffs
and those who sell their bodies, time and future
the popular people who can shout and spread
a catchy rationalization
let's give a cheer
for androids, robots, servants and their masters
blind leading blind and slavery is freedom

starts to resound
everyone knew madison
she came to hollywood
a couple bodies short
couldn't keep her story straight
she had a drawer full
of poisons, punctures, pictures of victims

of course someone asks are they still victims
if they never realize it
go ask a PA minor
breathing blackness smoking three pack camels
loyal americans
who love their color collared forty hours
a spade is still a spade
a collar is still a collar

whether it be blue or white
it's still around your neck
the silk leash nice and tight
your wife helped pick it out
the irony is that you worked three hours for it
you wish you could ignore it
you're a hooker

start to realize it's true
they sniff their coke, you huff your glue
pimps and prostitutes
business men in monkey suits
on their knees licking corporate boots
sucking up jumping through hoops
pimps and wall street hoes
work the streets in business clothes
blowjobs, riming, sucking cock
they're getting laid while you're getting laid off