At one fine convention
I met a man that you mentioned
Actor by trade
With his credits spanning decades
And accolades

In the green room, there we sat
His hands a steeple on his lap
It is daunting
Trying to make a big name want me
Or something

I don't want, I don't want to work for a toy
Under whom I can't be well-employed, oh boy
I'm networking

Fast-paced business environment
Impression of enlightenment
Tricking thineself
That you're not feeling overwhelmed
Or uncompelled

Trading cards like candy bars
And giving practiced applause
Entrepreneurs
Must regurgitate their buzzwords
As connoisseurs

I don't want, I don't want to work for a toy
Under whom I can't be well-employed, oh boy
I'm networking

Listen to me

Sorry I don't have those connections
The only way I can ensure I'll never see your face again
Oh-a, oh-a, oh-a, when the labor dries up
The old man is down on his quote-unquote luck
From Oxford at Jupiter
Where he got more stupider
I still went to college, I have a degree

Listen to me

I don't want, I don't want to work for a toy
Under whom I can't be well-employed, oh boy
I'm networking

Won't you listen

I don't want, I don't want to work for a creep
Led to slaughter like obstinate sheep, for cheap
I'm networking