Work and Life the Truth

My office window as no bars and the doors are sometimes left ajar. I earned no trip in the back of a police car And no judge and jury pondered long and hard It's called winning at life, I've earned a capitalist gold star. You pick your leaders and take your chance And hope they don't lead you on a song and dance. And pray your life chances they enhance. And a penchant for wars they don't advance. And be very wary when they take a moral stance. Freedoms just a mirage used to fool us stupid proles. And gives the bosses and Politian's total control. Don't rock the boat or you will be swiftly on the dole one of society's victims a poor homeless soul . So kiss the wife goodbye and all your life goals You have been sold to the man for corporate gold.