we've waged this war since birth to cover up this
earth with houses and roads now everything must
grow expansion is our goal (extinction is our
goal) now bolt these houses down plant these
children in the ground now drive to work with
blinders on where everyone has got two jobs and
four kids and three cars and one boat everyone's
chasing the same fucking thing raise your head
and brace yourself (raise your head you're
someone else) now cry yourself to sleep upon your
king size bed, with silk sheets credit buys you
everything except love, except life, except this
everyone's chasing the same fucking thing