the Contract from ERGONOPOLY cultropolis by Stefan Jecusco

I see just one choice before me
quit pretending that I am free
do anything to make some money
quit pretending that I am free

everybody owns a house here
fortunes are made with fast talk and gear
everybody owns a house here
I'll buy myself back someday free and clear

middle men and agents line the roadway
who could ever trust what they say
making deals with them every workday
middle men and agents line the roadway

ignorance attacks me with such fury
but there's no time left to worry
now that I'm both the judge and jury
ignorance attacks me with such fury

I set my sails out for the temple
there is a contract to fulfill
I set my greedy sails against the temple
there is a contract I must fulfill

• Acoustic
• Banda
• Banjo
• Goth
• Heroic verse
• Yodel-core
• Portland