Dead Kennedys - Well Paid Scientist lyrics
[Dead Kennedys - Well Paid Scientist lyrics]
You're a well paid scientist
You only talk in facts
You know you're always right 'cause you know
How to prove it step by step
PhD to show you're smart
With textbook formulas
But, you're used up just like a factory hand
Something is wrong here
You won't find it on a shelf
You're well paid, you're well trained
You're tied to a rack
Company cocktails, gotta go
Say the right thing, don't fidget
Jockey for position
Be polite in the pyramid you hate
Sip that scotch, get that raise
This ain't no party at all
Something is wrong here
You won't find it on a shelf
You're well paid, you're well trained
You're tied to a rack
Cringe and tense up, grind your teeth
And wipe your sweaty palms
Close your windows driving past
The low-life company bar
They're making fun of you, ha!
Aw, even you you've gotta punch the clock
Why don't you punch your boss? Aw, even you
You just punch the clock
Too scared to punch your boss
When will you crack, when will you crack?
When will you open your eyes, open your eyes
Open your eyes?
Pull up to your sterile home, you're drained
Bite the heads off of your kids
Chew them well, they taste like you
Just slam the door
Assigned here 'cause your company
Owns the land
All your colleagues live there too
Private guards in golf carts keep
You safe at home
Something is wrong here
You won't find it on a shelf
You're well paid, you're well trained
You're tied to a rack
When will you crack? When will you crack?
When will you crack? When will you crack?!
The dark shattered underbelly of
The American dream avoid it like the plague
It stares you from your bathroom mirror
Drown!
You only talk in facts
You know you're always right 'cause you know
How to prove it step by step
PhD to show you're smart
With textbook formulas
But, you're used up just like a factory hand
Something is wrong here
You won't find it on a shelf
You're well paid, you're well trained
You're tied to a rack
Company cocktails, gotta go
Say the right thing, don't fidget
Jockey for position
Be polite in the pyramid you hate
Sip that scotch, get that raise
This ain't no party at all
Something is wrong here
You won't find it on a shelf
You're well paid, you're well trained
You're tied to a rack
Cringe and tense up, grind your teeth
And wipe your sweaty palms
Close your windows driving past
The low-life company bar
They're making fun of you, ha!
Aw, even you you've gotta punch the clock
Why don't you punch your boss? Aw, even you
You just punch the clock
Too scared to punch your boss
When will you crack, when will you crack?
When will you open your eyes, open your eyes
Open your eyes?
Pull up to your sterile home, you're drained
Bite the heads off of your kids
Chew them well, they taste like you
Just slam the door
Assigned here 'cause your company
Owns the land
All your colleagues live there too
Private guards in golf carts keep
You safe at home
Something is wrong here
You won't find it on a shelf
You're well paid, you're well trained
You're tied to a rack
When will you crack? When will you crack?
When will you crack? When will you crack?!
The dark shattered underbelly of
The American dream avoid it like the plague
It stares you from your bathroom mirror
Drown!