Excited little modern slave

The biggest fool

Not when I mistake

Black for white

Dark for light

Fall for flight,

Not when I look at

A stupid gag

And their hands slime

Into my bag,

Not when they sell me

Junk as gold

And I trust

What I’m told,

Not even when they praise

I’ve performed,

Like a tool,

I don’t feel a fool.

But when I write letters of intent,

Uninvited,

And pretend excited,

Then I really am the biggest fool,

Cuz they smile,

And I drool.

Now

Don’t cry

In vain is freedom

When you don’t have money,

But when you are rich,

It no longer matters.

In vain is the mind

Of beautiful women,

But when they are poor,

The dignity shatters.

Useless is the green

Embracing the mountains,

When the limos come

Then all the life scatters.

For nothing is school

It makes the brain spotless

It’s lessons are worth

Foul, polluted waters.

Too few speak in vain,

Too many wear headphones,

If they shut up, too,

Nothing ever betters.

Always on the run

Not now, honey

1.Your hand warm

Their hand cold

Too little lived,

Too much untold.

Your hair long

Their head bold

One soul still,

The other old.

2.Your eyes wet

Its nose dry

It’s too late,

You wonder why.

Always gone,

Never home,

Can’t buy its joy

With a flung bone.

3.Your work hard

Your life grey,

But hug them now,

Not the next day.