Nobody Likes a Cynic

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Because trash like you will never have The means with which to live In any modicum of luxury Or vague derivative Of comfort don抰 stray beyond your class You抣l never crack this ceiling made of glass Just live to work and then expire Keep your mouth shut you might retire With something more then debts Stretched far beyond your means Pledge allegiance To the corporate machines Don抰 you dare step out of line Everything will be just fine But you抎 better mind your place Just learnt to be a good consumer You抮e now a number You抳e no longer got a face Let my anger be my declaration My dissent my participation Resistance isn抰 any use Just consume, obey and reproduce The next working class who抣l shoulder Your burden of despair Your empty cries for a living wage Our system doesn抰 care we don抰 care That our system won抰 provide For public health We don抰 care that your left Out in the cold all by yourself We don抰 care