xenos

you're working like a monkey
who's been training by a sick junkie
on a mission to get money
for a new suit and tie

to wear to a reception
where they envy your deception
and give complements and praises
to the ones they despise

practicing your smile
in the mirror all the while
trying to cultivate the style
of the bastards in power

i know what they're selling
cuz their nervous twitch is telling
you're coming off smelling
like the pig of the hour