It’s followers who lead today;
the sheep we know will never stray.
Nose to the grindstone, earn your pay;
you simply work or go away.
No more the world of daring-do;
that place where you could just be you.
There’s nothing old, there’s nothing new;
there’s just more sameness – me and you!
They promised me in days of old
that I could be an explorer bold
or an armored knight the fort to hold.
Instead I feel that I’ve been sold
To corporate interest; body and soul
No longer can I feel I’m whole
I face instead a corporate goal
on the face made of coal.