This is where we gather
Here we raise our imploring eyes
To the gods DOW and NASDAQ
Loosened ties, shaky pulse
Light at the end of the tunnel
Find the right words find em fast
And shout em into the abyss of your phone
Smoking used to be allowed here
But we had to show we're not like the other casinos
Numbers rise and fall and adrenaline with them
They rise and fall depending on who invades who
On who rapes who
On which gang gets
Its piece of paper signed by the most senators
An oil well burns five thousand miles away and you lose your home
Confidential info drips on skulls till it softens them
And the gold on your fillings begins to taste like human
Flesh
The machine doesn't stop
One jockey rides it
And then another one and another one
They die under those hooves
That crush like pistons
And get replaced by others
More fearless
More reckless
More ambitious
With better riding crops
Losing weight by all means necessary
Without a helmet they got lighter and then
No consciousness
No morals
No guts oh they've gotten weightless
And who knows when we slipped and the roles flipped
But now the beast mounts the rider
Who knows when we got so sloppy but today
The machine talks with our lips
And feels with our skin
And marches with our steps
It dismissed us
It put us back in our place
Stealing the credit, the glory
Rewarding us with a lap dance where we drool
Over something we'll never have
Something on the other hand we never even wanted
These lights and the skin, breath stinking of emphysema
It talks with our lips
It feels with our skin
It marches with our steps
It dismissed us
It gambles with our chips
It put us on our knees
It pays for our sex
Gives me shivers
We never wanted this we never
Wanted to carry home this stench
Of clorox and cheap perfume and despair
We never wanted our children
To smell it on us
We thought we were doing all this to protect them
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This is where we gather
Here we raise our imploring eyes
To the gods DOW and NASDAQ
Loosened ties, shaky pulse
Light at the end of the tunnel
Find the right words find em fast
And shout em into the abyss of your phone
Smoking used to be allowed here
But we had to show we're not like the other casinos
Numbers rise and fall and adrenaline with them
They rise and fall depending on who invades who
On who rapes who
On which gang gets
Its piece of paper signed by the most senators
An oil well burns five thousand miles away and you lose your home
Confidential info drips on skulls till it softens them
And the gold on your fillings begins to taste like human
Flesh
The machine doesn't stop
One jockey rides it
And then another one and another one
They die under those hooves
That crush like pistons
And get replaced by others
More fearless
More reckless
More ambitious
With better riding crops
Losing weight by all means necessary
Without a helmet they got lighter and then
No consciousness
No morals
No guts oh they've gotten weightless
And who knows when we slipped and the roles flipped
But now the beast mounts the rider
Who knows when we got so sloppy but today
The machine talks with our lips
And feels with our skin
And marches with our steps
It dismissed us
It put us back in our place
Stealing the credit, the glory
Rewarding us with a lap dance where we drool
Over something we'll never have
Something on the other hand we never even wanted
These lights and the skin, breath stinking of emphysema
It talks with our lips
It feels with our skin
It marches with our steps
It dismissed us
It gambles with our chips
It put us on our knees
It pays for our sex
Gives me shivers
We never wanted this we never
Wanted to carry home this stench
Of clorox and cheap perfume and despair
We never wanted our children
To smell it on us
We thought we were doing all this to protect them
Here we raise our imploring eyes
To the gods DOW and NASDAQ
Loosened ties, shaky pulse
Light at the end of the tunnel
Find the right words find em fast
And shout em into the abyss of your phone
Smoking used to be allowed here
But we had to show we're not like the other casinos
Numbers rise and fall and adrenaline with them
They rise and fall depending on who invades who
On who rapes who
On which gang gets
Its piece of paper signed by the most senators
An oil well burns five thousand miles away and you lose your home
Confidential info drips on skulls till it softens them
And the gold on your fillings begins to taste like human
Flesh
The machine doesn't stop
One jockey rides it
And then another one and another one
They die under those hooves
That crush like pistons
And get replaced by others
More fearless
More reckless
More ambitious
With better riding crops
Losing weight by all means necessary
Without a helmet they got lighter and then
No consciousness
No morals
No guts oh they've gotten weightless
And who knows when we slipped and the roles flipped
But now the beast mounts the rider
Who knows when we got so sloppy but today
The machine talks with our lips
And feels with our skin
And marches with our steps
It dismissed us
It put us back in our place
Stealing the credit, the glory
Rewarding us with a lap dance where we drool
Over something we'll never have
Something on the other hand we never even wanted
These lights and the skin, breath stinking of emphysema
It talks with our lips
It feels with our skin
It marches with our steps
It dismissed us
It gambles with our chips
It put us on our knees
It pays for our sex
Gives me shivers
We never wanted this we never
Wanted to carry home this stench
Of clorox and cheap perfume and despair
We never wanted our children
To smell it on us
We thought we were doing all this to protect them
Writer: Juan Gaviria
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