Not Satisfied Yet

Drifting thru the corridors Trapped between revolving doors Faces all look the same The atmosphere seems so plain I am running from the nine to five In a world computerized Cuz if they catch me they will stop me And turn me into a photocopy And I'm lookin' around at everyone Who just accepts what they get And I'm wondering what's the matter with me Cuz I'm not satisfied yet Wandering thru the endless halls The bell is chiming, duties call Like the starting line of some stupid race I am crammed into my allotted space The paper lies in front of me To check a box marked A B C But all that I can think to say Is it's just a game I don't want to play Are you guided by light or fear? Are you living or are you just here? Do you want to do what you do Or do ya do it cuz they told you to? When the sun shines up in the sky Are you lookin at it from inside As yer putting pains in your neck Cuz you've got to get your paycheck? Are you frustrated, bitter or bored? Are you thinking that there's got to be more Than spinning the money wheel And selling your soul to cut a deal?