You live this fuckin` rat race
You think it gets you some place
You`re sold a bill of goods and taken in
Perfections calling but you can`t repay
Your reflections appalling so harder you try
You sit and puff that stogie
That`s your third cup of coffee
But still you count those calories
You can`t win
TV`s the crime
Training your mind
No pain, no gain
The pounds you retain