Life is filled with complications
cul-de-sacs and limitations
Laying bets on shaky chance
Big Magnet guides our jerky dance
I get slayed by hesitations
second-guessing my creations
when the day is done
Trapped in orbit like the sun
I am filled with indignation
want a bigger daily ration
Guess you call that covetousness
But it’s simply restlessness
When I accept my situation
I’ll be fit to lead a nation
out of false economy
and finally to autonomy
You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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