Live for Now

I see you everday on your way home from work

your feeling run down in your slacks

and company shirt rotting in a cubical thats 5x4

i can't stand this fucking job anymore a mindless puppet staring at the screen so all this is the american dream

a ten hour day and a six day week you've got no life,

you let them control you fuck the future live for now

who can you say there will be a tomorrow

with forty years gone what do you have left?

you lost all respect through corporate theft

you lent them your mind and they sold

your soul your life is a waste now,

you're just another prole

it's never too late so just remember

you're not a person to them,

your just a number you don't need the boss,

the boss needs you tell him to fuck off your time is through