The Pension Scheme Shuffle

Verse 1
I worked my life from dawn ‘til dark,
Signed my name, made my mark,
They said “Don’t worry, you’ll get your prize,
A pension check when you close your eyes.”

Chorus
Oh it’s the Pension Scheme Shuffle,
Dance in circles ‘round the state’s hustle,
They tax you young, they feed you old,
Payin’ silver pennies for your lost gold.

Verse 2
Nine-digit number, card in hand,
Foreign creditors run the land,
A hireling’s wage for treason’s pay,
That’s the pension scheme they sell today.

Chorus
Do the Pension Scheme Shuffle,
Dance in circles ‘round the state’s hustle,
It’s an allowance, not an exchange,
Your freedom traded for pocket change.

Bridge
Sam Johnson wrote in Seventeen-Five-Five,
A pension’s pay keeps the servant alive,
But truth declares—what a rotten deal,
The lambs of labor are the state’s next meal.

Final Chorus
So shuffle, shuffle, while you can,
The scheme was written by Caesar’s hand,
But disciples free of Mammon’s chain,
Won’t dance that pension jig again.