The End
Bilge Kösebalaban, Douglas William Lankin
Truckload after truckload full of dreams
Lining all the roads to the factories
More and more each day...
there’s no other way...
picking up speed...
gotta juice the machines.
Keep us in line to keep up the speed of endless greed.
Here we go marching towards the end
Fighting for the scraps the master sends.
Spoonful after spoonful of disease
Nothing left growing on the trees.
More and more each day...
there’s no other way...
picking up speed...
gotta juice the machines.
Keep us in line to keep up the speed of endless greed.
Here we go limping into the weekend
Hoping not to overspend.
Here we go marching towards the end
One in a million chance to ascend.
Here we go marching towards the end
Being careful not to reoffend.