The name across your chest means nothing to me 
The things you have don’t make a man complete 
Living life in a box to attain 
Insipid life in a box to attain 
I’ve seen the way in which I should go 
Darkened by the flash of light so false as to blind 
The fad is fleeting 
Crawling on your hands and knees you’ve shown us the beautiful things 
All the best at your grasp, façade is complete 
This plow is hard and rough 
My back breaks under the yoke that has attached 
That has attached 
It was all a lie 
It was all a lie 
The way that seems right 
All the world is for sale 
Crawling on your hands and knees 
All the world is for sale 
You’ve shown us the beautiful things 
All the world is for sale 
All the best at your grasp 
All the world is for sale 
It was all a lie 
It was all a lie 
The way that seems right