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Shit Up Hill

What it is to be a mere cog in the wheel
Dragged around on a lead like a dog at the heel
And oh what a feeling, staring at the ravine
The oil in the spray can that lubricates the machine

I’m sure that I’ve found it, the key to the illusion
Solved the conundrum, completed the puzzle, removed the confusion
See you can’t teach this new dog to like your old tricks
I’ve have it confirmed, there’s more than a glitch in the matrix

See the trouble with sending me round and round and round
With barely a moment to feel my feet on the ground
Of dangling me a carrot, a dollar to cut me a deal
Is that you haven’t got me reeling or made me dizzy on your hamster wheel

I’ve undressed from the dreaded monkey suit
Lost the tie, I’ve cheated the corporate noose
Never again will I cringe and crawl and hide my face
I’m not a winner OR a loser, ‘cos I won’t compete in your rat race

See the key to your system, of working for the man
Is to keep us so dumb and so busy that we won’t give a damn
As you bend us over the barrel, make us slurp on your corporate cock
That we don’t see what’s been happening, blind folded by the hands of the clock

But now I break from the shackles, drag my self free
I’ve stepped down from the treadmill, been brought back from slavery
I’ve rekindled my love of life, grabbed back my free will
I shall sing it from the rooftops that never again will I be pushing your shit up your hill

Shit Up Hill


Narre Warren, Australia

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