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