Congratulations
Your plight won’t be heard
You will be broken and hurt
Then things work out, you had fun got a job
Your boss reigns hell, apparently he means well
We skipped college in the verse
That time you sucked in maths, got a beating from the staff
Things that meant the world, now raise a chuckle and a laugh
Clock in clock out, now you have an overflowing purse
You relive you life, school, college and work
You choose to lead a miserable life so your son doesn’t end up a clerk
Now you pass on your name, time is 40 years too late
Your body is kept alive, for society you already died.
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