We're all chipped, I see they're staring vacantly at me, and me at them. We have become the ******* up,chewed up,plugged in,zoned out men and then when we think the art of conversation is lost because the chips set in our heads cost so much more than the words which wore our tongues to shreds, the Feds come in with the 'empty please and delete permanently bin' but we've been there before and so have hid our words in codes in coats that we once wore. **** the Law.
Don't be pinned against the rack,scan the words you own into attack mode,load your speech,fill with invective,most effective against those who stare so vacantly,that man who's sitting next to me,it's easy see if we're all chipped,stripped of humanity,**** 'em be who you want to be,no one cares,as if the whole world wears a chip upon its shoulder. I'm to old a man to give a ****.