Tekstovi: Extraordinary Magnitude. Living On Borrowed Crime. Never.

I will never be, whatever it is that you want me to be,
No I, will never be, whatever it is that you want from me

I'm talking bout grief, and how I always get it
Tired of the belief, that life it to be sweated
Work is like a thief, and time is what it netted
You're getting no release bro, I know you will regret it
You really don't get it
I'm not my car or my job affiliation
Cause I'm deeper than a plumber's crack or mason
Never, hunger for the cheese that you've been chasing
So you'd better get that finger out my face!
I never knew the meaning of conformity
I'm bored with your version of reality
Don't accuse me of abnormality
Take a look at this technicality

I will never be, whatever it is that you want me to be,
No I, will never be, whatever it is that you want from me

I will never be, what you want from me
No I will never be, what you want me to be (x2)

9 to 5 is a mind control!
Never ever gonna sell my soul
Go to work doing what you're told
Slave away for a pot of fool's gold
Monkey see, monkey do
Well that's not true, cause I'm not you
You can get a stupid job
You can do what you're told
You can borrow some money
You can buy what you're sold
You can do it again next year
Cause man that shit's getting old
And maybe when you die you can re-fi your soul
I've got some dip for that chip on your shoulder
Turn the crank for the corporate controller
I've got some guacamole for that chip on your shoulder
Turn the crank for the corporate controller

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I'll never be a doctor and turn people away
I'll never be a lawyer and fuck people every day
I'll never be a cop and bust ass on the poor
I'll never join the army and fight somebody's war

Never will I ever be, what you want to make from
Can't you ever let me be
Can't you ever leave me alone!

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