Interpret:

Jello Biafra

Album:

The Audacity Of Hype

Ya-Ha Ha
Ho Ho Ho
Shipped your job to Mexico
But we got plans for all of you to re-train
Pit the whole world against each other
For who will work for the lowest wage
The rest of you can die
As epidemics rage


Worked hard all your life
Now you must stay go on line
And stare all day
At a little plastic screen


Electronic plantation
Electronic plantation


Same old job
Now you’re just a temp
Less pay, no benefits
No raise, no vacation,
Or sick leave days


Chain the slaves to the oars
Faster, faster, row some more!
In carpal tunnel caverns
Til you break


We monitor you all
Every time you leave your chair
Or talk on the phone
One minute overtime
At the toilet
And you’re fired


Electronic plantation
Electronic plantation


Only use we’ve left for you
Is burn you at both ends
Locked in the Research Triangle
Shirtwaist Fire’s flame
Lots of people need your job
And you can be replaced
Replaced
Replaces
Unemployed and overqualified


Strikers who gave their lives fighting for
Basic human rights
That don’t mean nothin’ any more


Got you back down on the floor
Through the WTO
Rich get richer
Poor get poorer


Factory or PhD
You are all termites now
Laptop is your ball and chain
Til we downsize you away
Shop at home
Is your reward
Your best friend is a mouse


Electronic Plantation
Electronic Plantation