Tact Is Dead (A Variation by Mr. Mistoffelees) (A Variation by Mr. Mistoffelees)

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On the day I graduated I passed out on the floor You mean there's more? I've done everything you said I don't want to intern It turned out meritocracy Was a lie As a philosophy it don't work They just told us that To keep us in school You bet your drilled back teeth I was looking at you Picking fights on the tube 'Cause you're feeling so blue It's not just the scars you can see It's the scars on the inside Inside of me My generation Doesn't mean that much to me And this Golden Age thinking Means I'm often unhappy I've got a little dark room At the back of the house I've been saving my pay But it's wearing me down And I can't afford anything Increasingly I opt out of everything I've had a million jobs I'll have a million more Wish I was successful But I sleep on the floor Work all my life For family So that my kids Could be like me The indignity, the humanity Oh the horror the horror ah Bartleby Throw me into a tube train Pay me the minimum wage So I will never earn more than my parents I'd prefer it not to be this way but My generation Doesn't mean that much to me And this Golden Age thinking Means I'm often unhappy Hidem Brook You've got the look Of a man I'd like to be. Hidem Brook You've got the look Of a man... of a real man. My generation Doesn't mean that much to me And this Golden Age thinking Means I'm often unhappy.