The New High Tech Employees - Twisted and Shouting

I guess its formally a lampshade
It was once stupidly a handshake
It says it doesn't want to own it
It only seeks to control it
I don't mean permanent foundation
Mechanical squelch upon vibration
Its not much bigger than a no man
Your hiding tacks under the shag carpet

Oh dam boy living for the invert
The payrolls strictly for the cohort
The mind melts hot with a question
It sure knows evil is tradition
Some insides made up from the same thing
The forest becomes what you did bring
Oh my twisted little starling
Little toddler your so cute when your shouting

Written by:
Peter Bane

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