We're bookends apart
Two isolated scenes
It's just a part-time arrangement
Depending on your viewpoint
A ship that's getting blown off course
I left the books in their jackets
The websites for the hackers
And tried to stamp it out at the source
She talks the talk with no shame
It's basic media training
When your status comes up for renewal
There's nothing worse, nothing sadder
Than pulling up the ladder
You're a child, but then you've long left school
You do chuff all representing
Just saving for your pension
Like a paranoid little squirrel
I guess I'm quite keen on listening
I just want my position represented as an equal too
