Inspired by the Minimoog sound and with more than a little nod towards Gary Numan in the instrumentation and general style.
No Chance Milly! is the pseudnym of Graeme Lang. Originally from Leeds UK, but now living in Paris, France. Graeme makes his music as a hobby. "If anybody li
Story behind the song
This is a song about being cynically exploited by an evil employer and being treated like merde!
Lyrics
(Sung)
You plead for mercy and question if youa€™re human any more
They work you so hard and pay you just enough to keep you poor
Theya€™re never grateful the modern day masters of slavery
In ivory towers that seem to play strange tricks with memory
(spoken)
They say cant stand the heat? Get out of the furnace but theya€™ll never walk in these shoes with feet bloodied by this well trodden path, never feel the fear that there's never enough hours in the day or hear the screams for help until ita€™s too late and something snaps
Too blind to see the festering resentment caused by displays of naked favouritism, favouritism shown to those whose actions can not and never will justify their places at the table
Whatever happened to accountability?
(sung)
They treat you like machines
Unthinking unfeeling machines
Robbing you of dignity
(sung)
They applaud the useless, the complete waste of space who stokes the flames
And mindless robots following the rules a€˜theya€™ disobey
Just do as we say, and dona€™t forget our purpose is to teach
You how to make us rich, to make your life a b*** , but dona€™t expect wea€™ll practice what we preach
(spoken)
So the clock strikes 12 and one day merges into another
I stare at the pile of paper lives in front of me and wonder what the hell Ia€™m doing here right now
But I know that therea€™s no end in sight and I wona€™t be going home until the world is waking up
A full 24 hours glued to this chair to put money the pockets of the undeserving few. Seems like everybody but me, I dona€™t know why but it seemed like the only way at the time
I had this naïve notion that I had to sacrifice myself for the common good, that I meant nothing to nobody and had to justify my existence and this was the only way.
I was a machine, I valued myself at zero and they reciprocated in full.
(spoken)
They say it was your choice, your fault, you chose to sacrifice your life for us
We just sat back and accepted it.
If you are stupid enough to do this, who are we to stop you? Didna€™t you know that respect was never earned through graft?
Free labour is always a bonus, we never look a gift horse in the mouth, Do you think we were born yesterday?
Keep on doing what youa€™re doing son and one day your career will be on course for greatness, keep your mouth shut, your nose to the wheel and wea€™ll give you jam tomorrow.
They treat you like machines (repeat to fade)
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