The masters slave at their occupations. Surrender to their boss and all of his dictations. Never questioning thier situation. As each day
flies on by so does thier life's duration. You never ask why, you've got a career. It's nine to five, year after year. Is there a point
behind mindless determination? Is there a goal behind all of the aggravation? It's labeled success, it seems like sheer frustration. Like
running a race, thats got no destination. You never ask why, you've got a career. It's nine to five, year after year. Don't be busy doing
nothing! Work like a dog, beg fro your free. The money gained is used to maintain things you don't need. You desire to aquire all that you
see. You're getting more entangled though you thought that you'd be free.You never ask why, you've got a career. But there is a reason why
we're here. Don't be busy doing nothing!