the day
when even the not so faithful
were tempted to pray
for the health of the nation

No escape
you
either love or
we hate.

It's all so nice and clean and bright
they've even tarted up the night
how wonderful it is to be
a part of this
machinery.

I'm going to do my best for them
pay off my debts to faceless men
work my life in penury
a part of this
machinery.

and just before I die
I'll really
really try
to clock off

wouldn't want the miserable ***** to pay me overtime when my time's done
would I?

when
we're
dead and gone
and
six feet under
still
God
will
open up our eyes
to
challenge this world