The Dreamer
They say it's not good to be a dreamer...
They say your sick, messed-up...
"Think like him," they say or "think like her."
But for gosh-sake...don't think like you!
Don't have an opinion...
Don't love in open...
Don't question ideas...
And for christ-sake...
Don't believe in God and the four seasons (especially if your young)...
That make's us uncomfortable...
Conventional, plain, soft-spoken, money-making...
"That's what we want"...
Didn't you learn that, son...
Money controls the world!
So give us your ideas, your talent, your creativity...
And we will give you bread...
And if you're good enough, obedient enough, live in fear enough...
A badge and lots of money...
Ain't that a deal, son?
Ain't you old enough to see?
Aren't you livin' the dream?
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