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Camp Corporate
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Modern Method smashes through the void of mainstream contemporary music with blunt, energetic songs that will cut you deep. Lyricist/songwriter/producer Simone
smashes through the void of with that will cut you deep. Lyricist/songwriter/producer an angst-filled social menace in her own right, turns perception with songs which depict and demolish a world where enjoyment and fun is at the and mindless mass-production for is clearly the norm. Simone's songs tell the tale of a humanoid's struggle to make sense of a world and
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Peak #3,051
Peak in subgenre #187
Author
Simone Strangelove
Rights
2000
Uploaded
December 04, 2003
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MP3 5.6 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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The grey bus Has picked you up You have your toothbrush Your travel-size toothpaste You arrive At Camp Corporate You step in line Single-file They issue your Company uniform Suit and tie And plastic shoes They give you your breifcase They give you your watch They cut your hair They take your soul (chorus) Walk the walk Talk the talk Think the right thoughts Be the best you can Put on cologne Look like a professional Straighten your posture March in step There is no deviance There is no personality In this empire Of profiteering You're just a commodity That's the bottom line We are the gods And you are the slime (repeat 2x) You're my bitch You're my ho Cross me and you're Back to square one I hold your life And your soul in my hands Cause I got the money That feeds your existence So take your scraps That I throw you And feel grateful That I don't fire you You're just a gear Easily replaced So watch your step And stay in line Soon you learn To march in step And then you learn The right things to say Then you learn To speak in terms Of ambiguity and Political correctness Then you learn To kiss my ass Climb the ladder Of success with your tounge Then you learn To your shock That it's too late There's no turning back (to chorus) You did it now You're an acheiver You're going places Tho I needn't say where Now you go Into the business world A purified engine A perfect tool Feelings are for The dumb and meak Thought is for The paranoid But never forget Who runs the show Now take your place In the neck-tie chain gang (to chorus)
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