Philosophy will wane
Protect the status quo
Take off the chain
Throw off the cord
Focus on gain
You will get a reward
Someone will teach you
You will become a commodity
Something of value
You won't have to worry
No need to confess
You're free to laugh
At those that have less
Take what's theirs
Steal their ideas
Neither loser nor winner
Neither master nor beginner
There are all types
Of shadows that walk the city
Who take comfort in mediocrity
You will be surprised
You may even be shocked
When you realize time is money,
You will make friends with the clock
A time to sleep
A time to get dressed
Brush your teeth
Go to work, without stress
A time to play
Do the same thing every day
No excuses, money to spend
A time to unwind
A time to throw a rubber band
Into the eye of your friend
In the end
No need for a sharp mind
No need to understand
For we're all just putty
In someone else's hand.