Welcome to Corporatonia

This is the noise of a defective Corporatonian droid
The voice from the void where they’re building robots out of humanoids
Far from just employed, they’re down for hive mind creating
Worker drones think they own, they are owned, quite mistaken
Position chasing, climbing imaginary ladders
They’re consumed by that madness and convinced that it matters
A salary mattress just for the sleep walkers doubling as a stick with which to
beat the dissenting talkers
There’s no awkward long goodbyes when your surplus to requirements
To enhance that fear of this they create a bubble-like environment
And a belief that life outside lies a cursed earth existence
Where you fight for crumbs to survive amongst all the other pigeons
There’s no screaming phoenix when employment’s a cold vein
In a corpse-like economy with disease at the core of its brain
It’s strange seeing faces just simply to disappear
Speak their name in hushed tones like they were never even here in Corporatonia
Welcome to Corporatonia
Welcome to Corporatonia
Welcome to Corporatonia
Wel-wel-w-w-welcome to Cor-wel
Wel-wel-w-w-welcome to Cor-wel-wel
Wel-wel-w-w-welcome to Cor-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-orpatonia
These are the tones of a disaffected but effective worker
The sound of the Corporatonian cynic out of sync with the circus
Churches for the worshippers of the most worthless religion
Where greed is encouraged, not a sin to be forgiven
And only sloth is forbidden of all the seven deadly sins
The remaining six are list of characteristics to be assembling
Seen ladies and gentlemen change from Mogwai to Gremlin
In a misguided attempt to give their career a shot of adrenaline
The apathetic veteran, refuse to settle in to happy stroller persona
A financially induced coma and fade to grey like lack of toner
Slave to the wage but it’s the CEO that owns ya
They seek soldiers who’ll fly their flag and march in sequence
Be inspired by their leaders and swear unwavering allegiance
Instead they get mercenaries who wear a mask of obedience
And deviant dissidents who deliver their dissent in secret
Welcome to Corporatonia
Welcome to Corporatonia
Welcome to Corporatonia
Wel-wel-w-w-welcome to Cor-wel
Wel-wel-w-w-welcome to Cor-wel-wel
Wel-wel-w-w-welcome to Cor-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-orpatonia
This is the dance from the stance of the worker ants
Just a glance at the angst from the view from the lower ranks
Where Corporatonian demands are not a means to advance
They’re merely obstacles to plans, tying creativity’s hands
Stay resistant to the trance and refuse to be programmed
Obey all commands, just sell them hourglass sand
They struggle to understand the motivations of a man
Who sees any chance beyond the borders of Corporatonian lands
This is the jam of the disillusioned frontline soldier
The just here following orders, the battle weary, older
The stay looking over your shoulder, the keep enemies closer
The retain composure with ego stroker personas
The daytime destiny owner, zoo keeper of the enclosure
Complete the hourly quota, be the perimeter wall vaulter
Friday it’s over, drones are released at the weekend
But all too soon it’s Monday morning again
Welcome to Corporatonia
Welcome to Corporatonia
Welcome to Corporatonia
Wel-wel-w-w-welcome to Cor-wel
Wel-wel-w-w-welcome to Cor-wel-wel
Wel-wel-w-w-welcome to Cor-or-or-or-or-or-or-or-orpatonia
Welcome to Corporatonia