You're content to be a clone
No mind of your own
Repeat the words they carved in stone
Make the myth now flesh and bone
Your salvation, is my station
Your ignorance is truly bliss
You talk about the gold, all I smell is
I won't be brainwashed
I won't be your clone
I might be out of my mind
At least it's my own
What you see and what you get
Ain't gonna be the same thing
I give you bullshit story
You give me your hard-earned cash
Your salvation, is my station
Your ignorance is truly bliss
You talk about the gold, all I smell is piss