Old world politics rule us now
It’s better than gold in the eyes of God
Fuck NAFTA and fuck DOW
Fuck all you stockbrokers in the crowd
I’m so sick of your management
I’m so sick of all of this
I’m so sick of your management
I’m so sick of your bullshit

Rembrandt painted my bedroom
This morning when the light shone through
Enlightenment is this it?
Is this it enlightenment?
I’m so sick of your management
I’m so sick of all of this
I’m so sick of your management
I’m so sick of your bullshit


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