Got what you wanted
(You got your bullet point!)
You got your job
(But I do all of the work!)
You're in the city
(And I hear it's workin' out for ya!)
And you don't care
You get off scot-free
You don't have to see
How this burdens me
You don't have to know
Just how deep it goes
You don't have to fix
All your politics
You don't have to feel
All of this is real
Your weight in aluminum
(And your volume in styrofoam!)
[Wallace loses his shit]
You get off scot-free
You just smile
You put on that stupid face
You just smile,
You collect the interest
You just laugh
Getting paid for all this
You just laugh
You don't care about any of it
[Phillip loses his shit]