At this point in history
We're prisoners of industry
Prisoners of industry
Slaves to modern times
Comfort is our ball
And money is our chain
We drag them with us all our lives
To pacify our pain
How could we get to work
Were cars to disappear
And how would we relax at home without a frosty beer
At this point in history
We're prisoners of industry
Prisoners of industry
Slaves to modern times
How could we read a book without electric light
Why learn to read a book
When TV's on all night
At this point in history
We're prisoners of industry
Prisoners of industry
Slaves to modern times
Who cares how many guns are sold
How many lives we lose
We got lots of Lucy reruns
Drowning out such news
For sickness there's a hospital
And when you're well Club Med
Don't worry, there are industries
That take you when you're dead
At this point in history
We're prisoners of industry
Prisoners of industry
Slaves to modern times