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Thrown out of the cradle, and thrust in school, Your assertion is daunted, your ego abused. Foraging for sex down the halls of high school, You give up critical judgment for being cool. The rigors of college train you for a position Somewhere inside the industrial enterprise system. You float around looking for pleasure, What is happiness you can't measure. It's so hard to live and die, It's so hard to understand why, And to grow to know what's right. At both ends is a burning flame, The heart of the beast we must tame. There is nothing so happy as the early morning sound Of the birds rejoicing the sun coming around. There's nothing so sad as what we don't hear, The sound of suffering and human despair. When inflation ignites markets tremble, When recessions are over interest rates tumble. It's with an unheard roar civilization will crumble, And bring the great cities down to the ground. For democracy to work they say you must vote, over this superstition there's no need to dote. Which candidate makes no difference, His stamp of approval is insignificant. If they need to know, let them take opinion polls. The bureaucrecy is a machine, policy is a net, The operator is the nameless bureaucrat. The system is driven by its own momentum. It's so hard to live and die, It's so hard to understand why, And to grow to know what's right. At both ends is a burning flame, The heart of the beast we must tame. There never will be a system Able to solve the world's problems. The only way to find a solution Is by all people working in union. Everyone pulling for their own self-interest Is like Brer Rabbit teaching Tar Baby respect. By using computers to pool our marbles, We could cut waste and fill everyone's table. back to Spirit and Poverty spiritandpoverty.com |