Start at the corner of Hope and Innocence,
Follow Hope South until it becomes Despair.
Your career progresses as you go,
Nothing vodka or Prozac won’t repair.
Keeping going down Despair,
You’ll know when you are through.
It dead ends at Retirement.
Alongside Corporate Avenue.
Corporate Avenue is a long, hard road.
There are twists and turns and merges,
You have to find a decent driver,
Then hope he survives the purges.
I’ve been driven off a cliff.
I’ve been driven into walls.
I remember drivers drinking,
While they suffered through the drive.
I remember changing drivers,
While we were doing sixty-five.
The only thing that bothers me,
It often shakes me to my core.
Is how many times along the way,
I know I’ve seen that house before.
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