A society of consumer fools
Precedents to not stand on their own
It's the way it's always been
Try to find the place it's carved in stone

Wanted to start a brand new way of life
But somebody closed my eyes

We'll make millions
All we have to do is say we care

I don't wanna live like that
Won't live for someone else
Someone not even in need
I'll just live for ourselves

Is that so difficult?
I just want to care
But life is not that fair

We'll make millions
All we have to do is say we care
Say we care

A society of shopping carts and Christmas trees
And traffic lights and cookie cutters and putty knives
The putty they mold
Now they're ready to hit the grocery stores
Salesmen, corporate cocks, politicians
A fast-food co-op plan
For life to pass a brand new man
I'd rather be divided from the line
Than be a fool-breeder run by time
Tick tock

Who makes millions
All he has to do is say he cares