Оригинален текст
Army ants living a little whit lie
A slave to the wage and the nine to five
I want the monotony
I need the anonymity
My job defines who I am
Its my personal Jesus
Its the evolution of man
My net worth tells me who I am
This is something you cant understand anymore
Take it all and beg for more
Were all drugged monkeys
Content with our role
Were all p*rn junkies
Looking for a hole