First day on the job, how eventful
Thinking of being happy, but hating it
Thinking about payday, but don't want to work
How could that be
For over a year, wanting for only this
A responsibility that pays
But now, feeling misplaced
The new order, working with the difference
Not being formally introduced
Assuming who and what
Don't want to be in your presence
The unlikely perpetrator
Smiling with care
Speaking with fear
But deeper than the darkness
Communicating with the devils
Looking from the atmosphere
So who is really who
Once again, do you even know you
One day, would be subjected to do things you would never do
But money is tempting
Money changes everything
From your version of the truth
To what the buyer wants
Money get the masses out of bed
Rain, or snow
Money making pick sides
For better or worse
Money is debatable
Like the root of all evil
Yet this job wouldn't be here
If it wasn't for money