"The trouble with a Corporation
It's a body that ain't got no soul
It's just a machine to make money
And it does what it takes for that goal"
Those lines from the last verse sum up what this song is all about.
If you think that slick little scam known as "Citizens United" is the greatest thing since high fructose corn syrup, then this ditty is probably not for you. ('Bye. Have a nice life.)
But if you ever spent years of your life rat racing, daily grinding, stressing, depressing, sweating, ulcerating and generally working your ass off down in the corporate trenches only to arrive at a day when...
"Some guys in expensive pinstripe walk in
Sayin' "We can't keep you all here no more
You pack all your stuff in an old xerox box
And they escort you out the back door"
...if you've been there, you will not merely "relate to" this song. No, my friend, you're gonna feel it. Deep in the ol' kishkas, by golly. You're gonna remember the day. You're gonna to remember the feeling. You're gonna remember how they did you. And you're gonna find yourself hollering "Damn straight!" and singing lustily along with the chorus...
"Workin' for the Corporation
Singin' the Work-for-the-Corporation Blues!"
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