You're a well paid scientist
You only talk in facts
You know you're always right
'Cause you know how to prove it
Step by step 

PhD to show you're smart
With textbook formulas
But you're used up
Just like a factory hand 
 [bad word] 
Something is wrong here
You won't find in on a shelf
You're well paid
You're well trained
You're tied to a rack  [bad word] [bad word] gotta go
Say the right thing
Don't fidget, jockey for position
Be polite
In the pyramid you hate
Sip that scotch
Get that raise
This ain't no party at all 
 [bad word] 

Cringe and tense up
Grind your teeth
And wipe your sweaty palms
Close your windows driving past
The low [bad word] bar
They're making fun of you 

AHHH
Even you
You've gotta punch the clock
Too scared to punch your boss
When will you crack
When will you crack
When will you crack
When will you open your eyes 

Pull up to your sterile home
You're drained
Bite the heads off of your kids
Chew them well, they taste like you
Just slam the door 

Assigned here 'cause [bad word] owns the land
All your colleagues live there too
Private guards in golf carts
Keep you safe at home? 
 [bad word] 

When will you crack
When will you crack
When will you crack
When will you crack 

The dark shattered underbelly
Of the American dream
Avoid it like the plague
It stares you from your bathroom mirror
Drown