In the land of equality
We are anything but
"It is the opportunity
Not the man."

With my brother in a suit
And I in a collar of blue
It would seem
Agree is all i can do
But that is far from true

Mostly
It comes down to you
And what you choose to do
But there is a factor
A medium of exchange
Thats pressed into our brains

"You must not know you,
Only the thing you choose to do,
The thing to make you money."
The concept just is far from funny

With the world we live in
And the effort it takes
For a computer
To make
A computer
We surely can't rid of this medium of exchange
Bartering is for fools I'm sure
My country tells me so
And to work for my country I'll go