Original lyrics
ENit's a drive for power
you're just a jerk-off with a badge
and a fetish for suits and ties
yeah you know it better
but you're not bearing my cross
your words - they tangle
your words - they're indirect
your crusade for power...
your essence - just manners
your essence - just manners and dogms
jerk.
(Hierarchies work if people work with them.
No slaves, no managers.)
