Artillery

Out of school, feel like a fool
Nothing you learned but the rule
Don't you forget you were the pet
No love characters in stead
Your life goes on - your death has begun
Reputable you look - but you're on the hook
Unite with your work, use tie and shirt
Just because that's what they want
The system of strings are breakin' your wings
Ignorance will build you a throne
Your life goes on - your death has begun
Reputable you look - but you're on the hook
You keep reminding yourself
That life is just life when you're active
If you expect to be paid
You have to be fuckin' attractive
You're prong on your work
No time to relax in the grass
'Cause when shit turns to gold
The poor will be born without ass
Unite with your work, dragged in the dirt
Just because that's what they want
The system you ride, the system you fight
The system will beat your life
Your life goes on - your death has begun
Reputable you look - but you're on the hook
You keep reminding yourself
That life is just life when you're active
If you expect to be paid
You have to be fuckin' attractive
You're prong on your work
No time to relax in the grass
'Cause when shit turns to gold
The poor will be born without ass.