Back in the day, the brand was fun.
We all wanted to win and be number one.
Serve athletes first and alls ok.
But financial greed soon led the way.
We’re a family, we are a team.
But no one cares for you, it’s just a dream.
Work off your tail and you’ll go far.
While your manager’s manager buys that car.
So ironic a company with soles lost its soul.
Work even harder as stress takes its toll.
You’re 54 now and almost ready to vest.
But after 27 years you’re cut with the rest.
We fulfill dreams and help athletes win it all.
But we no longer need you come the fall.
I know what we promised, we know what you’re told.
You shouldn’t trust us now, our lies are bold.
We are a brand built on inspiration.
You’ve just been fired to help our inflation.
MeToo movement got rid of the bros.
But it’s the same old c-ap and everyone knows.
Donahoe & team cares, what great guys.
Just like Parker with a mouth full of lies.
Open your eyes and see this machine.
They care only for stock, you know what I mean.
Your job, your number, your employment date.
They’re all predetermined to end, that is your fate.
Have fun, work hard, drink the Kool-Aid.
Because off of your back, millions are made.