Deadhead In Woolworths
Yeah, yeah - it was me, not you,
but I still blame you.
I toiled until my elbows gave way.
I toiled for myself?
and you benefited from all I gave.
You only saw another drone.
I shouldn’t have been surprised?
that the corporate mentality kicked in.
Here where dollars reign.
Demoted to self-service checkout,
I carved a new little kingdom?
where I let thieves get away.?
Mess with me, I’ll mess with you.?
I’ll never go back, never see your face again.?
Content that you’re just someone else’s drone.
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