Paroles de The Happy Meal

What's yours dad? Beef Yeah, but what's it called? To join us and help work on god's plan to make the world a better place For our families and future generations Why aren't we what they be? Where's our sitcom family? Where's the perfect boy or girl? Where's our happy meal? Where's our identity? Your foot is in the door What the hell We don't care We're safe in our four walls What's happened to our spirit? It's withered, sick and grey Been scared into blind worship I can't see any other way But the problems, they keep arising We're hurt, we're unfulfilled "the peasants are getting restless" We're sick of pushing shit uphill When the substance of this system wears too thin Let's kick it in