A while back I was looking something up on the web
You know on Wikipedia
A dialog popped up and asked for a donation which I made
Not a lot but not nothing
Here's the thing
The site asked me why
Thought to myself, already donating, why not a little bit more
So I told them
Typed it in the form and this is what I told them
The other day me and a friend at coffee talked about the world and people all the gadgets and where it's going
Plus all that money and those bosses and what those bosses try to do
I got worked up and from the hip I said my hunching gave my take: people are one big beast that is plain and therefore all to see
Bosses keep tracking, keep big books they watching, then they plant their hooks and twist 'till hungry people just agree
My friend was having none of that, he said:
Don't sell folks short in the long run
Crowds are wiser than kings with crowns
Might seem so but you gotta turn around, you seeing chains, I'm seeing solid ground
You see a beast that's waiting to be fed, I see a crowd that's using its own head
That's why bosses hate folks talking to each other
You think the bosses plant their hooks so deep, but wisdom ain't a thing that a boss can keep
It's not a whip and a trick to make the people move, when they're formed in and together there's a human groove
The groove is what the boss can't stand
Don't sell folks short in the long run
Crowds are wiser than kings with crowns
It's not all owning
It's not all paying
Clock ain't your toy boss, that's your playing
We see what's fair, we'll work it true
The future's for us and not just you
There are no kings
We will not bow
When it's justice
The time is now
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