"The Ballad" as written by and David Lachlan Thrussell....
When the working day is done
I refuse to belong to anyone.
And at night when I try to sleep
I hear the house of commerce in my dreams
Somehow, someone, somewhere
Owns everything I do.
Somehow, someone, somewhere
Owns all of me and owns all of you.
There's no charge,
There's no crime,

But we're all doing time.
To be honest there's not much I can do
But to sing a bad ballad for you.
I could suggest sabotage,
But success might prove a mirage.
'cause Somehow, someone, somewhere
Owns everything I do.
Somehow, someone, somewhere
Owns all of me and owns all of you.


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"The Ballad" as written by David Lachlan Thrussell

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    General Comment"Those faceless moneymen" have ultimate control over our labor. They "own everything we do." Even acts unrelated to your job are products of an oppressive society which encourages mild behavior, so "sabotage... might prove a mirage" not because it is impossible, but because society makes us think it is - a self-fulfilling prophecy.
    DeanFSon June 20, 2007   Link
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    General CommentI think it should be: I hear the howls of commerce in my dreams
    mcbeth303on June 14, 2013   Link

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