[Pre-Chorus: Gary Jules sample]
All around me are familiar faces
Warn out places, warn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Doc Brown
[Verse 1: Doc Brown]
It's a disgrace, this place is like a whore house
The crooked systems, the pimp that got us workin' 'til we worn out
Storm clouds so it's dark when I wake up
Same street, same run for the same bus
Same tramp with his change cup
But many pennies and tens and twenty's ain't gonna change his day up
This train sucks blud, you look familiar
Why do I know them tired eyes from somewhere in particular
Wait, nah, it was yesterday
You shoved me in the chest just to race to the top of the escalat-or
We rats comin' back for more
Happy to carry the wait 'til our backs are sore
Trapped in the system of capitalism
That got us thinkin' that we have to take shit job just to get a quick buck
Why not live the life that you want?
When your dreams too big to fit further in that Burger King uniform
Forgot what humanity showed us, now we walk around like robots 'til we go nuts
What's strange is we all creative 'til age six then we start hearin' the same shit
From police, parents, teachers, television, take the first steps towards a mental prison
Then at the end of ya life you like, "Rass, I was doin' time but I weren't even behind bars"
Know what blud, it's a very, very
All around me are familiar faces
Warn out places, warn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Doc Brown
[Verse 1: Doc Brown]
It's a disgrace, this place is like a whore house
The crooked systems, the pimp that got us workin' 'til we worn out
Storm clouds so it's dark when I wake up
Same street, same run for the same bus
Same tramp with his change cup
But many pennies and tens and twenty's ain't gonna change his day up
This train sucks blud, you look familiar
Why do I know them tired eyes from somewhere in particular
Wait, nah, it was yesterday
You shoved me in the chest just to race to the top of the escalat-or
We rats comin' back for more
Happy to carry the wait 'til our backs are sore
Trapped in the system of capitalism
That got us thinkin' that we have to take shit job just to get a quick buck
Why not live the life that you want?
When your dreams too big to fit further in that Burger King uniform
Forgot what humanity showed us, now we walk around like robots 'til we go nuts
What's strange is we all creative 'til age six then we start hearin' the same shit
From police, parents, teachers, television, take the first steps towards a mental prison
Then at the end of ya life you like, "Rass, I was doin' time but I weren't even behind bars"
Know what blud, it's a very, very
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