Their custom concern for the people
Build up the monuments and steeples
To wear out our eyes
I get up just about noon
My head sends a message for me
to reach for my shoes then walk
Gotta go to work, gotta go to work, gotta get a job
Goes through the parking lot fields
Doesn`t see no signs that they will yield
And then thought, this`ll never end
This`ll never end, this`ll never stop
Message read on the bathroom wall
Says, `I don`t feel at all like I fall.`
And we`re losing all touch, losing all touch
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