Always a catch, born into a net daze
Always the pet, scorned unto the next phase
Vultures with jets, common folks a rat race
Born into debt, don’t you know that crime pays
Told not to fret, look onto the golden days
Persistent threat, lulled into a comfort haze
Catch 22, got everything to do with you
Rewards for the few, learn to beg and read the rules

Extra-Extra, no time to lecture
The collectives made at ease from the short-sighted specter
Steady diet, empty lies, without a will to criticize
Just get those eyes back on the prize, it’s all been built to seize the cries.

Rally round the doctrine’s prong
To keep the lights on
Chant your favorite ancient law
A constant fight song

Ducked out on reality
Until your last day
Cycle doesn’t make no sense
trapped in a rat maze

All in it together, curious weather
Imbalance passed as common, perpetual straw men
Ushered to the door, know your rank’s floor
Why’d you ask for more? You get what you paid for

Hand-planted debt, too poor to escape the net
Garden-V criminals, straight to jail is literal
Greedy power hungry fools, always free to break the rules
have their cake and too, good thing they can pick and choose

Extra-Extra, a timed conjecture
The free thinkers put at ease after the flash mob pressure
Steady diet, empty lies, without a will to criticize
Just get those eyes back on the lies
All built to suffocate your cries

Rally round the doctrine’s prong
To keep the lights on
Chant your favorite ancient law
A constant fight song
Ducked out on reality
Until your last day
Cycle doesn’t make no sense
Zapped in a rat maze

Rally round the doctrine’s prong
To keep the lights on
Chant your favorite ancient law
A constant fight song
Fucked off on reality
An actuality
A cycle making perfect sense
for your fatality.