I got my education in the ivory halls
Found the pulse of the nation in truck stop toilet stalls
And we`re running out of time because we`re running out of patience
So visit our sins on future generations
You can speak or have a conscience but you know it doesn`t pay
They`ll keep you at the margins and they`ll shut you away
I`ve been looking up and down and searchin` round these parts for hope
Is like finding your footing on a slippery slope
It`s all that I can do just to make it
And say the emperors around us are all naked
It`s all that I can do just to make it through
And fight against their tendency to turn their backs on you
They envy you because you`re young, it`s what they wanna be
But kid beware of hucksters who`ll sell you slavery
They`ll package inspiration like a product on a shelf
Killing any inclination to find it for yourself
See them try to forge a new consensus
After all these years of bludgeoning your senses
Day after day they say
"Would you have it any other way?"
And give a deep sleep of a smile at your reply