Now that the summer was over the weather began to grow cold
The fire burned low in the fireplace, is this what it's like getting old?
He'd worked all his life for a pittance, both of his sons had moved on
And after the rent and the taxes all of his money was gone

I mis-rep for the first step and I knew that didn't work
Ethically nobody seems to know what these ethics mean
Lost in generation trees, supporting of the families
Delusion lies with angry mangled up in these insanities
Lives lost for the casualties, the wars of the minds
The government then glorifies the losses of the lives
They stab their back with subtle lies
These lies are like pocket knives
F the truth, it ain't rocket science
It's about time that it stopped

I value my worth a lot 'cos worth is life for living
In times when even educated men can't even earn a living
'Cos greed unlike the honest will never be forgiving
I've read into life so much that I can't turn back
That's why I'm writing all my truths to manuscript the facts
We're rats just kept by rats caught on rotating wheels
And everything we work for, it doesn;t feed us still
It still sells up in shops and it has its mass appeal
Is it them controlling us, or us running the wheel?
They only supply the product, we give them the right to deal
Even self-service tills, taking jobs from friends
But still we blame the government as the corporate suits descend

He'd worked all his life in the city, he'd given the best that he could
Forced into early retirement he wondered if he really should have
Tried just a little bit harder to connect with the people outside
Or would he just have to accept that we're born, then we strive, then die?
We are born, then we strive, then we die