I’m top of the world again
Say you believe that you’re a liar
Got my face to a mountain
And an a hand in the fire
And the kids just a symptom
Of this growing disease
Spread by the private jets
And all this fucking greed
And you hold out your dreams
you hold out for thirty
To buy pretty things for your pretty girl
Oh deep entrenched in a corporate world
Well I watched my father
pull blood from card
And I spent my youth swearing
Time wouldn’t make me hard
But we chip like stone
And we bend like clay
In spite of an intent
To never ever be that way
You’d think we’d learn
You think we’d hold back
every time we try to be stern
and hold our own in a corporate world
How’s that watch look
Wrapped around your cold wrist
And your car, your beautiful car
Wrapped around the pine
Your belly full, your shiny suit
Your garden full of flowers
Borrowed for a new engagement
Your sympathetic hour
You knew it every moment of your time
You saw it coming every single night
It’s no hard luck, you bought into the whirl
Another blip in a larger corporate world
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