A Floater Left with Pleasure in the Executive Washroom

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Single file lines born by design With a brass ring so deceiving Chipped away to a status cult Where indifference breeds control And then with time comes "toe the line" Cherish this pride made numb from feeling The we have denial "It's all in my head" Will we do anything for bread? If anything we've ever said Means nothing now than it never did Believe me This isn't what we want This isn't what we need This is what we can afford Where once there was a pat on the back Is now just a crack of the whip Where once there was a celebrated coming of age Is just a uniform that doesn't fit Witness this most common breed Whittled down to property And keep on singin' "It's all in my head" Will we do anything for bread? If anything we've ever said Means nothing now than it never did Believe me This isn't what we want This isn't what we need This is what we can afford Where once there was a pat on the back Is now just a crack of the whip Where once there was a celebrated coming of age Is just a uniform that doesn't fit Witness this most common breed Whittled down to property And keep on singin' "It's all in my head" Celebrate this sorry state With anecdotes of what you hate And try to take comfort in the fact That you're not alone This isn't you It's just what you do Don't mistake the irony of calling it a "living" If you feel like no one If you feel like nothing You've only been taking what they're giving