Climb that ladder You gotta hold your tongue You better turn a blind eye 'fore they take your other one Kneel and bow Take your licks You gotta swallow your pride Hope success comes quick Back that up
Run like a rabbit, as fast as you can 'Cause we all trade for what we want Is what you get worth you gave up? If you're alright Then you're made to parade
After years at the company winning From the high horse you will ride You will look down at the peasantry Kill themselves to make you smile Slake your thirst, bitches Come get what you deserve Kill the very last whale aboard a yacht of fur Binge and purge
I did not notice the weight of the chains till they're cut from me How'd I drag them for so long? Drain the ocean All I am is what you mean to me How I love you above all What you worship is your god
You're sure to be a winner, babe Give your best years away To a bloated corporation Who'll work you like a slave Best think twice
Oh, I don't know what time it was I just felt so young with a brand new page in the morning sun So you're made to parade with the mess you made? Well, by all means If I followed you, I'd be lost too That can never be So you're made to parade with the mess you made? Well, float away If I followed you, I'd be lost too That can never be
Compositores: Dean Anthony Fertita (Dean A Fertita) (BMI), Jon Philip Theodore, Joshua Michael Homme (Josh Homme) (BMI), Michael Jay Shuman, Troy Dean Van Leeuwen (Queens Of The Stone Age) (ASCAP)Editores: Dr Shoes (BMI), Magic Bullet Music (ASCAP), Sleeping Disorder Music (BMI), Untelligent Systems Inc MusicAdministração: BMG Rights Management Us LLC (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #42436622 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM