Business-machine devours your brains,
Business-machine chirts all your juice.
Swallows your blood,
Destroys your flesh.
You've forgotten how to laugh
And still believe that you are an owner of the Dream City?Wake up - you're only a Corporate Slave,
Poor Corporate Slave.

Glitzy values flow from TV screen,
You learn how to dress from fashionable magazines.
But even at Malta, Ibiza or Bali
You remain just a Corporate Slave,
Poor Corporate Slave.

Career - they taught you - Career - is your God.
The supporter-sufferer of family, you don't remember
what your kids look like.
And time leaves, rilling through fingers like sand.
You are blind and don't see,
How deftly the chains are collocated.