[Lyric] Heads Up 7 Up (Escape from the ZOO)

Wake up early go to work on autopilot 9 to 5
Clock out and retire to our boxes
Day n day out the same old thing
Sure tough to hear that freedom ring
When answering to customers and bosses
And when you can't get out of bed because the stress is overwhelming
You can always choose to quell it with a toxin
Become another worker bee: obedient and orderly
Content with the scam: the American dream is a sham

Just saving up paper to stuff in an urn
Dead-eyed we go through the motions
I ask is your timе truly worth what you earn?
This blueprint for success is outdatеd, absurd, calculated and cold
There's gotta be a better way to keep food on the table, while also retaining your soul

Indoctrinated from search an early age
It's ingrained in our brains that we should
Want for high grades and wages
KEEP HEADS DOWN THUMBS UP
Sit still at our desks and be good
And if you stay in your lane and don't cause any problems you're promised that white picket fence
Their stratagems airtight by the time that you realize that gold tickets pyrite your path seems so finite
So you work ‘til you die
The American dream is a sham
Just saving up paper to stuff in an urn
Dead-eyed we go through the motions
I ask is your time truly worth what you earn?
This blueprint for success is outdated, absurd, calculated and cold
There's gotta be a better way to keep food on the table, while also retaining your soul

So long as success is synonymous with the dollar and cent, we're enslaved
We're only afforded these few precious moments
Don't toil the moments away
In pursuit of the goals which you're told you should want for
Don't adhere pellmell to the mold
Don't be fooled by the pyrite
It's your path it's your life
So pan for what you perceive gold!!