Million Dead Breaking the Back Lyrics:
on leaving school immersed in philanthropic
notions (of a kind these days i find unthinkable)
i pulled my frail frame onto my charger and rode
off into a sunset with agenda predictable. fresh
faced - young dumb and tragically convinced that
blind faith could make an infantile normative
playground theory on social interaction positive
enough to show them all but alas! working the
tills put hair on my chest, telesales made me a
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man. and everything was going to be ok, but the
making of the man was the breaking of the back
upon the rock of everyday hostility. and i don't
mean to seem at all ungrateful, but the
air-conditioned life has left me gasping for some
real conversation. and just because turing
couldn't possibly conceive a machine with this
little personality, i'm working shifts in
veal-fattening pens, and yet i'm puppy thin
because to tell the truth i was hanging on for
something more than distant dial tones and a sense
of ending. the breaking of the back was the making
of the man.
Lyrics: Breaking the Back, Million Dead [end]