Soup Is Good Food

We're sorry, but you're no longer needed

Or wanted or even cared about

Here machines can do a better job than you

This is what you get for asking questions

The unions agree, sacrifices must be made

Computers never go on strike

To save the working man you've got to put him out to pasture

Looks like we'll have to let you go

Doesn't it feel fulfilling to know

That you, the human being, are now obsolete

And there's nothing in hell we'll let you do about it

Soup is good food (we don't need you anymore)

You made a good meal (we don't need you anymore)

Now how do you feel (we don't need you anymore)

To be shit out our ass

And thrown in the cold like a piece of trash

We're sorry, you'll just have to leave

Unemployment runs out after just six weeks

How does it feel to be a budget cut?

You're snipped, you no longer exist

Your number's been purged from our central computer

So we can rig the facts and sweep you under the rug

See our chart, unemployment's going down

If that ruins your life, that's your problem

Soup is good food (we don't need you anymore)

You made a good meal (we don't need you anymore)

Now how do you feel (we don't need you anymore)

To be shit out our ass

And thrown in the cold

We're sorry, we hate to interrupt

But it's against the law to jump off this bridge

You'll just have to kill yourself somewhere else

A tourist might see you and we wouldn't want that

I'm just doing my job, you know

So say "uncle" and we'll take you to the mental health zoo

Force feed you mind-melting chemicals

'Til even the outside world looks great

In hi-tech science research labs

It costs too much to bury all the dead

The mutilated, disease-injected

Surplus rats who can't be used anymore

So they're dumped with no minister present

I n a spiraling corkscrew dispose-all unit

Ground into sludge and flushed away, ah, geez

(We don't need you anymore)

(We don't need you anymore)

Soup is good food (we don't need you anymore)

You made a good meal (we don't need you anymore)

Now how do you feel (we don't need you anymore)

To be shit out our ass

And thrown in the cold like a piece of trash

We know how much you'd like to die

We joke about it on our coffee breaks

But we're paid to force you to have a nice day

In the wonderful world we made just for you

"Poor rats", we human rodents chuckle

At least we get a dignified cremation

At yet at 6:00 tomorrow morning

It's time to get up and go to work