Michael McGuire The Company
THE COMPANY
© Electric Babylon Music Author: M.M.
He thought well maybe that’s the good life, when you don’t even
wonder why anymore, he used to feel like he was the company’s wife,
and since realized he’s the company’s whore, he thinks well it’s not so
bad as he closes the door of the company car, the benefits are good
and it really pays, the back nine on Fridays maybe come in under par,
and he doesn’t have to shave on Saturdays.
A little job here a big job there you know your our man, the company
needs you so bad we know you understand, the opportunity for growth
is so strong and you’re a big part of our plan, doors always open let us
know if you need a hand, that’s the kind of lip service; yuck you have
to wipe up the drool, dedicate your life to building a bigger stronger
enemy, and he may be the company’s whore but he’s never been their
fool, he just listens to what he supposed to hear and stares at what
he’s not supposed to see.
He’s worked for the company twenty two years now and done a better
job than most, never really done anything to be proud of but he has no
shame on his resume, showed up everyday dying for a while dead for
years now he feels like the ghost, just do what you have to do; put the
stitches in the wound of another day.
Well he’s fifty six years old now but his mortgage is much younger, the
economy’s cooling off a bit Bill were going to have to make some cuts,
and you just don’t seem to have that drive like you used to you just
don’t seem to have that hunger, his stats are fifth best out of eight
younger men but you can’t argue with the company they just kick your
ifs ands and buts.
The company took the best years of my life from me, now there just
going to leave me here to bleed, god damn the company.
Oct.00