Pie in the sky,
why are you so high?
Why must I work all day and work all night,
just to be able to share the right?
To have freedom to drive all night?
The freedom of choice, to move where I choose?
Who gets to win and who gets to lose?
Why do they get the silver spoon and I get the spork?
When I have more personality and they are the dork?
How can I sit by and see this class loyalty whip?
That they hold with their iron grip?
How am I one to want to eat that pie?
That so called crust of the American Spy..

06/17/1999

Posted on 12/16/2003
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