My baby thought that I'd be the perfect spouse
we left for work from our white suburban house
and then she chewed up fifty tablets of valium
yummy yummy in the tummy

The food chain and I have a tedious relationship
enslaving me so now I'm dying to exist
but then at dawn ya gotta do it all over again
and again and again and again

I'm a maladaptive function of the wealth of nations
I wont be a factory handyman workin on a lifetime plan
I'm in the non-productive division of the profit motive
I'm a deadbeat, a loser, a parasitic user
a moocher, a cop-out, a wimpy gutted limp dick

A fateful shadow seems to follow us all as human beings,
did we descend from apes or evolve from a Big Machine
does mechanized behavior provide us with what we really need
what we really need as human beings

What are we doing with a statue of liberty
is there anybody out there who can still think critically,
you're just all suckers but now you wanna suck up my soul
I sold my soul

You don't think for a second that I'm not the only one
the repetitive monotony that you accept has turned you numb
your vulgur antidotes won't lure me towards and assembly line life
it's my intention to defend my violation



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Assembly Line song meanings
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