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You're not your job.
You're not how much money you have in the bank.
You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet.
You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.

Do not fuck with us.

You're not your job.
You're not how much money you have in the bank.
You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet.
You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.

Do not fuck with us.

Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need.
We're the middle children of history.... no purpose or place.
We have no Great War, no Great Depression.
Our great war is a spiritual war.
Our great depression is our lives

We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.

Do not fuck with us.

You're not your job.
You're not how much money you have in the bank.
You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet.
You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.

Do not fuck with us.

We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.

PS: такое ощущение, что выкладывавшие тексты к этому треку не смотрели цитат из The Fight Club, например, http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0137523/quotes или http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Fight_Club_%28film%29. Надеюсь, моя версия точнее.
Узнаваемо в другом треке - For six months I couldn't sleep. With insomnia, nothing's real. Everything is far away. Everything is a copy of a copy of a copy. )