Wake up every morning just to punch your clocknSleepwalk off to work in crowded streets you flocknBorn and bread to eat your brother's soulnClimb that ladder carved from our bonesnSurvival eats away, its source is lifenWe work for better days, not golden idesnConsumption junction is the hero of your daily functionnYour goal, your role,nYour narrow mind's on holdnnLost manners in a race with timenYou can't see the starting linenWon't eat the truths we've been fednMeals made with greed contain purebreadnBig man small world set in your sightsnYou can't see what's wrong or rightnMisfed misled life's been spentnnInstilled mind control the dream since birthnHelps achieve for you the plant's worthnThe worth is more than all your endless greednMake your mark because our planet bleedsnSurvival eats away, its source is lifenLet's work for better days, not trophy wivesnConsumption junction leads to zero for our daily functionnnLost manners in a race with timenYou can't see the starting linenWon't eat the truths we've been fednMeals made with greed contain purebreadnBig man small world set in your sightsnYou can't see what's wrong or rightnMisfed misled life's been spentnMake haste to hell your light is sentnCan't stand the taste, of purebreadnnSolo 1: By BrownsoundnnSolo 2: By CraigulatornnMisfed misled life's been spentnMisfed misled life's been spentnCan't stand the taste, of purebread