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Everybody needs to wake up now,

In a world where the rich just take a bow.

Slave work CEOs avoid your gaze,

While the high ballers live in a gilded haze.

You're used and abused in a system so cold,

Manufacturing dreams while they hoard the gold.

What do you get for your sweat and your tears?

A lousy paycheck and a lifetime of fears.

They built their empires on the backs of the meek,

But their hands stay soft, their hearts never speak.

Just because they rose, doesn’t mean they'll share,

You're just a little slave, it’s simply unfair.

You're used and abused in a system so cold,

Manufacturing dreams while they hoard the gold.

What do you get for your sweat and your tears?

A lousy paycheck and a lifetime of fears.

Come on into my business, I’ll treat you right,

But once you're hired, you’re bound for the fight.

In this game of power, I’ll hold the reigns tight,

And I’ll never shake your hand, no, not tonight.

You're used and abused in a system so cold,

Manufacturing dreams while they hoard the gold.

What do you get for your sweat and your tears?

A lousy paycheck and a lifetime of fears.

So wake up, break free, don’t play their game,

Together we rise, don’t you feel the same?

In this capitalist dance, it’s time to take a stand,

No more hollow promises, no more empty hands.