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This song was recorded on a Tascam 4 track cassette, with very little equipment (ghetto poor recording). Recorded back in 1996, alot of people went crazy over this song. I think it is still strong enough and relevant to throw on here so... hard to squeeze 11 tracks into 4 - with one track solely for drums. Some things got buried... some stood out. I'd like to re-record it for the DCR ep.
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Lyrics
Suit and tie hypo cynics, and suicide calisthenics
Your loss - their gain, welcome to the ratrace baby
In the middle of, I just stepped in
I just stepped in Corporate America
Breed the rich, and rob the poor
You’re just a number, and nothing more
Cut further – bleed deeper, milking the cow long after death
Suck from your lungs, your dying breath
In the middle of, I just stepped in
I just stepped in Corporate America
You wanna know what it’s all about baby I’m about to tell ya
It’s survival of the fittest and the fittest are the richest
And if you ain’t rich you ain’t gonna make it baby
And I’m gonna tell you how to survive if you wanna stay alive
Get rich quick, at any cost
Money’s the god in which you trust
Strapped Slack on the rack, give yourself a heart attack
Nick nack paddywhack, you’ve got millions in your pack
And that’s okay, yeah that’s all right
You can’t take a dime with you when you die
In the middle of, I just stepped in…
Money’s the god in which you serve!!!
Your loss - their gain, welcome to the ratrace baby
In the middle of, I just stepped in
I just stepped in Corporate America
Breed the rich, and rob the poor
You’re just a number, and nothing more
Cut further – bleed deeper, milking the cow long after death
Suck from your lungs, your dying breath
In the middle of, I just stepped in
I just stepped in Corporate America
You wanna know what it’s all about baby I’m about to tell ya
It’s survival of the fittest and the fittest are the richest
And if you ain’t rich you ain’t gonna make it baby
And I’m gonna tell you how to survive if you wanna stay alive
Get rich quick, at any cost
Money’s the god in which you trust
Strapped Slack on the rack, give yourself a heart attack
Nick nack paddywhack, you’ve got millions in your pack
And that’s okay, yeah that’s all right
You can’t take a dime with you when you die
In the middle of, I just stepped in…
Money’s the god in which you serve!!!
michael2
this is a really good song, it would be amazing to hear this in a full blown production. you can hear that the guitar sound is really full and gnarly, really wish it was able to blow my hair off my head. great song.