[Verse 1] Everyday! As soon as you crack your eyes Everywhere! There's nothing they won't use to advertise Every damn sight and sound Bent to monotize Avarice on display Clothed in charming lies [bridge] You need this! If you want to get that one in bed! You need this! To pull insecurities from your head! You want this! So kids will think you're still cool! You want this! If you didn't, you'd be a fool! [Chorus] Pro-DUCE and con-SUME! Is all they want from you! You're a number on a sheet once you're pulled out of the womb! Trade life in shifts! To buy things you don't need! Don't question why we chose this way, Don't you know? We've got a beast to feed! [Verse 2] Every week! You bleed time for too little pay Every year! You think gotta be a better way Everyone's body and time Slowly ground to dust ¿ Loyalty given cheerfully to corpos you can't trust! [bridge] You do this! because you got mouths to feed! You do this! But it mostly serves their greed! They use you! While they call you family, The use you! As long as you're green on the balance sheet! [Chorus] Produce and consume! Is all they want from you! You're a number on a sheet once you're pulled out of the womb! Trade life in shifts! To buy things you don't need! Don't question why we chose this way, Don't you know? We've got a beast to feed! [solo] [Verse 3] Everywhere! Phallic towers of steel and glass Everything! Claimed by the upper class Everyone! I'm assigning You a task! Stand up! Sing loud! "THEY DON'T OWN MY ASS!" [bridge] We see you! In your suits and ties! We see you! And see through your lies! We warn you! And you know it's true We'll rise up! You need us more than... We! Need! You! [Chorus] Produce and consume! Is all they want from you! You're a number on a sheet once you're pulled out of the womb! Trade life in shifts! To buy things you don't need! Don't question why we chose this way, Don't you know? Don't you know!? Produce and consume! Is all they want from you! You're a number on a sheet once you're pulled out of the womb! Trade life in shifts! To buy things you don't need! Don't question why we chose this way, Don't you know? We've got a beast to feed! [outro, instrumental]
