Drainage -

I’m working hard to keep up life

Paranoia hits me I’m dying while I try

Uninspired, tired and detached from my balls

Resumé should say a zombie in overalls

I’m chasing oil in the ground

I’m faking freedom — thats the real crime

Feeling like I’m all alone

Always on the telephone

Libido the first to go

Acting from a protocol

Pushed by the alcohol

Freedom is the next to go

…down my drainage system

The constitution tells us we’re all free to steal

In the weekend you’ll go killin' baby seals

The pressure of societys crisis

Is weighing on my back

We all should lift harder

But I can not keep track

I’m chasing oil in the ground

I’m faking freedom — thats the real crime

I’ll make yours mine a friend indeed your last in line

Your oil is led, I’ll make it flow my way instead X2

Down my drainage system!