You set your own rules
A hard taskmaster.
If we don’t pay our dues,
There’ll be disaster.
You think you’re always right,
People you berate;
Looking for a fight,
Trouble you create.
You look down upon us
Like we’re midgets.
Life is simply unjust
When you direct us with gadgets.
We’ll get you from the high horse,
To show you’re no superman.
We’re combining force,
To turn you into human.
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