THE AGONY BEHIND YOUR EYE
It's self-inflicted
That agony behind your eye
As you crawl out of bed each day
Ready for another one
Commute
Slave for the movers and shakers
Desperate to feed
Your nine disgusting children
Some of which,
You can't recall conceiving
It's self-inflicted
Every headache
Every scream
Created by the mindless action
Of your drunken unwashed dick.
You are a slave to the company
The company that employs you
You are a slave to the company
The company that serves you
You are a slave to the company
The company that sells to you
The company that sells you
They have their “dead peasants” insured
You are a slave to the government
The government that drafts you
You are a slave to the government
The government that taxes you
You are a slave to the government
And they consider you unworthy.