| You’re a well paid scientist
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| You only talk in facts
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| You know you’re always right
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| 'Cause you know how to prove it Step by step
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| A PhD to show you’re smart
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| With textbook formulas
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| But you’re used up Just like a factory hand
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| (chorus)
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| Something is wrong here
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| You won’t find it on a shelf
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| You’re well paid
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| You’re well trained
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| You’re tied to a rack
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| Company cocktails — gotta go Say the right thing
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| Don’t fidget, jockey for position
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| Be polite
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| In the pyramid you hate
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| Sip that scotch
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| Get that raise
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| This ain’t no party at all
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| (chorus)
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| Cringe and tense up Grind your teeth
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| And wipe your sweaty palms
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| Close your windows driving past
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| The low life company bar
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| They’re making fun of you
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| Ahhh
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| Even you
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| You’ve gotta punch the clock
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| Too scared to punch your boss
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| When will you crack
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| When will you crack
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| When will you crack
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| When will you open your eyes
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| Pull up to your sterile home
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| You’re drained
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| Bite the heads off of your kids
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| Chew them well, they taste like you
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| Just slam the door
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| Assigned here cause your company owns the land
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| All your colleagues live here too
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| Private guards in golf carts
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| Keep you safe at home?
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| (chorus)
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| When will you crack
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| When will you crack
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| When will you crack
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| When will you crack
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| The dark shattered underbelly
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| Of the American dream
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| Avoid it like the plague
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| It stares you from the bathroom mirror
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| Drown |