Foregone Conclusion

I was standing on the corner, fumbling for a dime I was trying to find a reason just to say I'm doing fine When everyone around me, can't seem to get things straight For the foregone conclusion to our eternal fate Well we've all been thinking lately that they're gonna drop the bomb Gonna take this new world order turn us back with no alarm The clocks are always cursing that were running late For the foregone conclusion to our eternal fate Well my my hands are always tired, my back is always bent They said there'd be a savior who was truly heaven sent They give us all these options They make it hard to choose Even the clowns commence their crying 'til their makeup starts to run When the wine is way past working say hello to kingdom come But even God don't want to love me, in my current state Of that foregone conclusion to our eternal fate When everything is offered satisfaction guaranteed Pretend to be happy gorge yourself on wealth and greed You better hit the ground running boy there is no time to wait For that foregone conclusion to our eternal fate My hands are always tired, my back is always bent With a body made for working there's no time for joy just yet My eyes are fixed on glory, the end is coming soon So stand up to be counted that's what they always say Keep your head down and keep working live to fight another day Use your claws to try to crawl out from under all the weight Of that foregone conclusion to our eternal fate It's just a foregone conclusion to our eternal fate