Drive your car to your job, Forgotten days when your life stopped
Lost the night's when your mind popped, Take your wife on holiday
Earn your keep turning grey, Hoping for another day
We don't want to spill our time
We don't want to stand in line
We won't wait until the day
We have to listen and obey
We don't want to spill our time
We don't want to stand in line
We won't wait until the day
We have to live on to decline
Hide your fear behind the walls, Only out when duty calls
Where the hell are your balls?, Your best dream, is success
Won't you think it's time to confess? Your life is a fucking mess
Now you're growing up to be working for us
and it will be so long before you can sit-on-your arse
Now you've become part of me, there's no way of escape
You are told to agree, you're just another slave
Years and years, of 'nothing' spent, Why don't you fucking understand?
Not the way, it was meant, Years and years, of 'nothing' spent
Excuse yourself, but you really can't, Not the way, it was meant
Drive your car to your job, Forgotten days when your life stopped
Lost the night's you fought the cops, Years and years, of nothing spent
Why don't you fucking understand? Not the way it was meant
We don't want to live on to decline
We don't want to live on to decline
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