* corporate corpses walking *
Calling all the dead men
Business corporate corpses walking
The zombies of pin stripe and black shoes
See how the lives you lead kill you
Drain a little life each day
Emails and memos sucking vitality
No Occupational Health and Safety
For the loyal devoted lapdogs of industry
Work away their lives
Till dry and pale and empty
Dismissed to junkyard of obsolence
As newer models take their place
As eager new and brash as once they were
Till the cuts of a thousand business needs
Murder them a bit each and every day
Till on completion of corporate service
Find you have whored your life to the corporation
Your reward for such gradually dying devotion
A round of drinks and ashes in your mouth
And a world you don't recognise
Which has no place for you to play.
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