what is it about those faces
that makes it so easy to put us in our places
they do everything to keep us out
and yet, getting there is all we care about
we'll fall for all their bluster
sure, tell me it's got nothing to with colour
the easiest way to get a better life
so very simple, just become a green-card's wife
so what if we can't get into their security council
at least they allow us to be their stencil
making us believe we can be as big as china
fooling us into chasing a bloody chimera
hah! fools, this is all they want from us
reams of cheap code minus the fuss
hey, why the fuck am i complaining
probably because i was never into programming
the things we'll do for a little more money
if it weren't disgusting it would be funny
i know, you think i'm being silly
but remember, we buy the most fair & lovely
maybe it's something they eat
which makes our kind such easy meat
don't mind it, i'm just an angry writer
a mask behind which hides a bitter loser
