I’m a stranger in a strange land
The fan chugga chugga chugs
As it blows away paper thugs
The world shrugs
As we slink like slugs
Dripping between the cracks
Bosses, oppressors, all
On our backs
For the morals they lack
Fact is now just an act
Broken is our social pact
If such a thing were to ever exist
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