They buy your labor

Everyday we earn our meager pay

But it takes its toll to play the happy prole.

They buy your labor, try to steal your soul

Bite the bullet, hold your tongue and play the happy prole.

Paranoid and tired - quit before you're fired.

But they've got you in the hole, so you play happy prole.

You need the money so you got to play it dumb,

but if you play it long enough it's just what you become.

Pay your rent, pay your bills,

pay the doctor for your pills

so you can work another day, as life slips away.

Quasi, the happy prole

Featuring "Birds" (1998)

Une fin de chanson finalement assez proche des propos tenus dans le post précédent ! Comme le chante Sam Coomes, on rappelle qu'en effet, les patrons ne "donnent" pas généreusement du travail, mais ils l' "achètent" afin de générer du profit.