Life is bloody awesome
Everyone you meet is someone who's important
And everything you touch turns into a fortune
A trail of destruction in your wake from the explosion of endorphins
Just keep on walking mate
It's more than great how bloody well you function
So empty inside, but you're still creating content
The peak of evolution has been reached
And it's conclusion: a consumer with no conscience
Stupid and obnoxious, refusing to use logic
Programmed to accumulate profits to the day you kick the bucket
Mate don't you just love it
The money, the only true religion
Now listen, I'm about to share some wisdom
You're worthless shits, if you don't work your shifts
Your purpose is to increase surpluses
For the dirty rich slave driving devil worshippers
Who have as much regard for your life as murderers
But hold up, before you make them the target of all your blame
Realise they're players in a game called the free market
Which magically appeared to fuck you up your arses
Now get back to work
Margaret is waiting for her harvest

Toil toil toil
And everybody work work work
Toil toil toil
And everybody work, I don't care, if it hurts
Get back to fucking work

Welcome to the big illusion
Everyone's a winner, no-one here is losing
Activate your happy face, the world is yours to captivate
Your amazing smile blazing mile for mile like radioactive waste
What a tragic fate for next generations
That magic taste of revenue turning acid faced with all the residue
From 438 nuclear power stations
At least we sent a rocket up to Mars, celebrations
To a future in the basement, surrounded by wastelands
The entire planet vacant, nothing left, but the fragrance of rotting flesh
What's fucking next? Nothingness and contagion?
Humans are amazing
Welcome to the big illusion
Make yourself at home, cause it's all for your amusement
We're all entertainers here hiding all that pain and fear
Oh we'll make it through the day
As long as we are high on the latest gear
It's the rudiments and those opiates are the appropriate lubricants
To grease the machine and bring it back in tune again
Bouncing off the walls with an exuberance
Only matched by loose again hooligans

Toil toil toil
And everybody work work work
Toil toil toil
And everybody work, I don't care, if it hurts
Get back to fucking work