Hi to all the people that are selling me Here`s one straight from the factory They`ve sewn my eyes up in their sockets I dip my hand into their pockets Is there anybody there I could swear I`m not alone Show your faces if you dare Slaving platinum to bone One big man with a good connection Takes the whole damn ship in the wrong direction I don`t mind him misinterpreting me I hate it when he gets us lost out to sea Late at night when I`m lying in bed I`ve got to say a prayer for my daily bread And early in the morning when I`m still asleep You sit upon your throne making grown men weep, with boredom
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