a finishing blow for a company man
while sleeping tight passed hand to hand
inbound until you`re canned
then hidebound fact slips like sand
a finishing blow for the company man
time passes through a loop
self-trained for burning hoop
spoonfed and proudly stooped
too low to see the linkwork
some cut holes some got bricked in
and you`ve got nothing more to say
red hand grip slips on cold links
i saw you try to climb your way