WigWam - Proletarian lyrics

Gustavson Worn through by now, all spent..my pain property, trickery; Political treasury, politics,, lush lies Bitterness, repeating myself, impotence; and the pink backs, suction-directed..us being breathed into stupor; s**ing Scabbing. Scrathing..I'm punished- The Mob ever drunker; comrades,, there always. And the leaders, the bosses, responsibility flags, salaries soar- graftsmanship grows, competence decays