Wage Slaves from Urinal Cakes by Ivan Mc Cabe (My Goxd Eye)

Wage Slaves

Unwanted forgotten our siblings are left for disease.
Our fathers have dropped a bow wrapped box at their feet.
Be careful the strings that operate your motor skills.
They uncoil at a length stretch further the fabric of wealth.
Just be sure and you meet their demands.

While the grateful are wasted on the full that feel fine.
Nothing these selfish won’t feel in time.
Clammed shut, funny that closure is the closest part.
To freeing up these shackled ankles,
And brighten up the blackened hearts.

They’ll say, ‘It’s safer the other way’.
They’ll say, ‘clean their blood off my shoes again’.

Chorus: We’ll over size our quality of life.
Well to each our own, our laboured fruits are ripe.
I won’t whisper.
Wage Slaves, we’ve come this far.

Cradle the decent, the hope for us all.
Offering alternatives, dreams of a better world.
Set in motion, we’ll see no need to…..

Chorus:

Rented whys, questions cost us valuable time.
In a heartbeat another mother’s soul has sighed.
Shed a tear, her cries of grief still fill the air.
It’s a shame if only we shared the capacity to care.
To care.

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