glassy curtain

you aren't there when they count you out
long ago somewhere you didn't do the deal
let the network take you over
those who count are aligning to fit the means
though what you feel no doubt isn't adding up
let the network make you over
engineer us - we've got mouths to feed
and nothing else to do
but profit you
medicate us - things never seem to fit
get us through one more day
then we can pay
taught to only think in corridors when the sky is wide
praying for rain so we can wash away the stain
our side, outside the glassy curtain
lease more room for the amateurs of life
two sides to every boom and they're counting on us
get the news
watch them fabricate a mess
allegedly in need of views that only they won't share
educate us - so many holes to fill
methods to achieve
if you believe
mechanize us - fixtures fit the works
ticking in the mode
or to explode
cold enough to change the atmosphere
not to change your mind
praying for rain so we can wash away the stain