Good Enough

You expect lots of me and you
Expect great things that I should do
And I should be as dead as you
And honestly I’d rather die

I should work the hours away
Respect authority and say
“My Lord why you look good today”
And honestly I’d rather die

And I should bow at everything
Your every move, so poisoning,
Your every whim you puke and sing
And honestly I’d rather die

I’ve done those things you’ve said I must
And it got me nowhere, there or bust
I slaved my life in stupid trust
And honestly I’d rather die

Than do such stupid things again
For selfish greedy filthy men
That steal and rape and kill and then
Well I’d be dead
So fuck you
I think I’m good enough

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