Good Riddance - Nobody Likes A Cynic lyrics

Because trash like you will never have

The means with which to live

In any modicum of luxury

Or vague derivative

Of comfort don't stray beyond your class

You'll never crack this ceiling made of glass

Just live to work and then expire

Keep your mouth shut you might retire

With something more then debts

Stretched far beyond your means

Pledge allegiance

To the corporate machines

Don't you dare step out of line

Everything will be just fine

But you'd better mind your place

Just learnt to be a good consumer

You're now a number

You've no longer got a face

Let my anger be my declaration

My dissent my participation

Resistance isn't any use

Just consume, obey and reproduce

The next working class who'll shoulder

Your burden of despair

Your empty cries for a living wage

Our system doesn't care we don't care

That our system won't provide

For public health

We don't care that your left

Out in the cold all by yourself

We don't care