Tuesday, March 08, 2011

Busy Doing Nothing



The master's slaves at their occupations.
Surrender to their boss and all of his dictations.
Never questioning their situation.
As each day flies on by so does their life's duration.

You never ask why, you've got a career.
It's nine to five, year after year.

Is there a point behind mindless determination?
Is there a goal behind all of the aggravation?
It's labeled success, it seems like sheer frustration.
Like running a race, thats got no destination.

You never ask why, you've got a career.
It's nine to five, year after year.
Don't be busy doing nothing!
So slow it down!

Work like a dog, beg for your fee.
The money gained is used to maintain things you don't need.
You desire to acquire all that you see.
You're getting more entangled though you thought that you'd be free.

You never ask why, you've got a career.
But there is a reason why we're here.
Don't be busy doing nothing!

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