Job

Inside a regular blueish whale 
Your tasks are laid out 
And your manager is apathy 
Just don't eat the cells 
And you'll do just fine here 

And if you keep your head down 
You'll excel, that's the point 
Power to the slackest faithful 

For there are bets being made 
On your future 
And it's not clear who is god 
And who's the devil 

Say goodbye to your family 
Sail across the sea 
Your job is quite essential 
Whether or not you be 

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