Breakneck rat race world

Does it taste just like it should?

You only own what's etched in stone

You better get it while the getting's good

Don't weep big city sheep

I'm just trapped in your hemisphere

You tell me what I should know

And I can tell you what you wanna hear

Say tunnel vision there is no purpose served

Staying aboard this runaway wreck

While you're losin' it in the curve

Right there's the door

Right there's the door

Don't knock little Can’t-Rock, he's the one huffing gasoline

I been keeping time with a cloudy mind

Since they hit him with a limousine

Still the lil' ones eat off the cold concrete

And the bleeding hearts don't care

You tell me where I can go

And I bet you that I’ll see you there

Say tunnel vision there is no purpose served

Staying aboard this runaway wreck

While you're losin' it in the curve

Right there's the door

We're so

Once arrived

Just hold the line

Hold down the door

Ain't gonna do it no more

“Don't deny, purify,” said the man on the golden throne

Guilty times have made you lie and you realize you're all alone

Now you're throwing stones at some old bag of bones

And you can't even knock him down

One last thing that you should know

And I can tell you without a sound

Right there's the door

Right there's the door

Right there's the door

Right there's the door

Be sold no more

Right there's the door

Lord