Pimps and Hookers

Give it up for working stiffs and those who sell their bodies, time and future
Popular people who can shout and spread a catchy rationalization

Let's give a cheer for androids, robot servants and their masters
Blind leading the blind and slavery is freedom

Starts to resound, everyone knew Madison
She came to Hollywood a couple buttons short
Couldn't keep her story straight
She had a drawer full of poisons, punctures, pictures of victims

Of course, someone asks are they still victims if they never realize it?
Go ask a PA minor breathing blackness, smoking 3-pack Camels

Loyal Americans who love their collar colored for 40 hours
A spade is still a spade, a collar is still a collar

Whether it be blue or white, it's still around your neck
The silk leash nice and tight, your wife helped pick it out
The irony is that you worked three hours for it
You wish you could ignore it

You're a hooker

Start to realize its true
They sniff their coke, you huff your glue
Pimps and prostitutes, businessmen in monkey suits
On their knees licking corporate boots
Suckin' up, jumping through hoops

Pimps and Wall Street hos
Work the street in business clothes
Blowjobs, rimming, sucking cock
They're getting laid while you're getting laid off



Credits
Writer(s): Michael John Burkett
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