Habits of the lemmings die hard Patterns of obsession go far Digging ditches so they never see the stars Now all them lessons learned get buried in the yard And ways of the weapon bombard Building mountains of them body bags large Rubbernecking while collision greet your car And you may know your name but don't know who or what you are You're a slave Poised to drink that Kool-Aid suicide Follow don't get left behind Don't think, better do just what they certify You that servant, never choose a side Vassal of the modern times And when it all blows up you duck your head and hide You out there searching for that silver line But sweat has covered up the signs Now that fortune came, but it's gone and it passed you by You plucked your feathers, now you wonder why You can't lift yourself and fly Well in the middle of an ocean no one's hands are dry If that tree fall does it make a sound Can the world stall from the runaround Can a mind think if it's in a crowd Can a soul search if it's never found And can a thing grow when you cut it down Can we all find peace in the here and now You can crawl through the mud with your hands bound But I'll get plenty of that dirt when I'm underground You're a slave You're a slave You're a slave And this a slave ship This a slave ship Shackled in those chains, whipped Pushed until you break, fixed Back into the game quick March along the pavement Earn that meager wage, spit Do just what they say, skip Work until the pain splits Let the haze lift Pull yourself out of that grave pit And consider how you became sick All that labor brought you nothing but your bones sore All that devotion led to nothing but the sweat pours And now they want more Own you to the core Well I don't make laws But I am not yours And this a mob call Let them bricks fall If you want freedom then just take it, what you waiting for Don't let your masters tell you this is how it's done Don't let the wicked fool you, this is how the war is won That mayhem can't continue if the noble don't succumb That forest on fire pave the way to what becomes They tell you disregard the doubts that creeps across your mind They tell you there is simply nothing more for you to find They tell you time to wake up and get back into the line These pyramids don't build themselves, now go resume the grind I tell 'em I don't follow in the footsteps of insane I tell 'em I don't trail along a path with no terrain I tell 'em you can work the fields and bask in all your grain But for one don't live to work, I will not live in vain You're a slave And this a slave ship This twisted culture got you feeding from it's hand But you will lose that food if you don't meet all their demands And loyal is the soldier that gets slaughtered with the lambs Examining the blueprints got you questioning the plans And if a man fall, does it make a sound Will the world stall, from the runaround Does a mind think, when it in a crowd How can a soul search, if it's never found And can a thing breathe if it's always being drowned Can the leaders of the lost forever disavow And you can stare at the sky while you on the ground But I'm a wait until I die to take it lying down This a mob call, let them bricks fall This a mob call, now let them bricks fall This a mob call, let them bricks fall If you want freedom then just take it What you waiting for?
Habits of the lemmings die hard Patterns of obsession go far Digging ditches so they never see the stars Now all them lessons learned get buried in the yard And ways of the weapon bombard Building mountains of them body bags large Rubbernecking while collision greet your car And you may know your name but don't know who or what you are You're a slave Poised to drink that Kool-Aid suicide Follow don't get left behind Don't think, better do just what they certify You that servant, never choose a side Vassal of the modern times And when it all blows up you duck your head and hide You out there searching for that silver line But sweat has covered up the signs Now that fortune came, but it's gone and it passed you by You plucked your feathers, now you wonder why You can't lift yourself and fly Well in the middle of an ocean no one's hands are dry If that tree fall does it make a sound Can the world stall from the runaround Can a mind think if it's in a crowd Can a soul search if it's never found And can a thing grow when you cut it down Can we all find peace in the here and now You can crawl through the mud with your hands bound But I'll get plenty of that dirt when I'm underground You're a slave You're a slave You're a slave And this a slave ship This a slave ship Shackled in those chains, whipped Pushed until you break, fixed Back into the game quick March along the pavement Earn that meager wage, spit Do just what they say, skip Work until the pain splits Let the haze lift Pull yourself out of that grave pit And consider how you became sick All that labor brought you nothing but your bones sore All that devotion led to nothing but the sweat pours And now they want more Own you to the core Well I don't make laws But I am not yours And this a mob call Let them bricks fall If you want freedom then just take it, what you waiting for Don't let your masters tell you this is how it's done Don't let the wicked fool you, this is how the war is won That mayhem can't continue if the noble don't succumb That forest on fire pave the way to what becomes They tell you disregard the doubts that creeps across your mind They tell you there is simply nothing more for you to find They tell you time to wake up and get back into the line These pyramids don't build themselves, now go resume the grind I tell 'em I don't follow in the footsteps of insane I tell 'em I don't trail along a path with no terrain I tell 'em you can work the fields and bask in all your grain But for one don't live to work, I will not live in vain You're a slave And this a slave ship This twisted culture got you feeding from it's hand But you will lose that food if you don't meet all their demands And loyal is the soldier that gets slaughtered with the lambs Examining the blueprints got you questioning the plans And if a man fall, does it make a sound Will the world stall, from the runaround Does a mind think, when it in a crowd How can a soul search, if it's never found And can a thing breathe if it's always being drowned Can the leaders of the lost forever disavow And you can stare at the sky while you on the ground But I'm a wait until I die to take it lying down This a mob call, let them bricks fall This a mob call, now let them bricks fall This a mob call, let them bricks fall If you want freedom then just take it What you waiting for?
