A song about Uber,
and the separation of the human subject
into labour and data.
lyrics
"You know, I never understood the phrase
'A throng of people'
Until one ugly evening, found myself amidst a throng.
And there was no time to wonder
if it was singular or plural.
All I recall is a wanton want for blood."
She's got her walking papers,
down at the waterfront.
She felt an ocean fever,
which left her waterlogged.
A fix in folded papers:
she bought some bad news.
Farin' forwards towards an ending:
wore out her walking shoes.
"You ain't always safe.
-- even if you're right.
Still scared of the dark
-- even walking in the light."
Walking papers.
She has to check with her husband
as a matter of course.
You can lead a horse to water
but you can't make him a horse.
(I heard you say,) "These are the rules",
but (I heard them say,) "This is not a game".
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