I've got a song that's staying stuck in my brain
It sounds so similar (It sounds exactly the same)
As another song I heard yesterday
Another key and singer (Everything else remains)

And I don't know what to do
No, I don't know what to do

Another blockbuster has come out today
Another superhero (Paid by the CIA)
I really should have know that this was the way
Culture would kill us slowly (It's been deeply ingrained)

And I don't know what to do
No, I don't know what to do

I'm tired of our culture, the conformity it buys
When every single song and singer sounds like something died
Way deep down inside themselves where once there was a spark
It's faded down to embers that replaced creative art

Products of our labor, of our love, and of our minds
Are nothing but a number and treated as such in kind
Our culture's psychopathic save the rantings of a few
Killed through repetition and I don't know what to do
Don't know what to do
Don't know what to do
Don't know what to

Another day is done, or maybe, I think
Time has lost all meaning (I could use a drink)
Spend some time staring down into my sink
Hoping to clear my head (Whirling like a roller rink)

And I don't know what to do
No, I don't know what to do

Sit down on the couch and watch some TV
I've got a million channels (Nothing I want to see)
Yeah, I know that I could get up and leave
But I'm so fucking tired (Work's gotta grip on me)

And I don't know what to do
No, I don't know what to do

I'm tired of our culture, the conformity it buys
When every single song and singer sounds like something died
Way deep down inside themselves where once there was a spark
It's faded down to embers that replaced creative art

Products of our labor, of our love, and of our minds
Are nothing but a number and treated as such in kind
Our culture's psychopathic save the rantings of a few
Killed through repetition and I don't know what to do
Don't know what to do
Don't know what to do
Don't know what to

I think that I'm okay, I'm wrapped in my routine every day
And I think that I'm okay, I'm wrapped in my routine every day
I think that I'm okay, I'm wrapped in my routine every day
I think that I'm okay, today

Every day is moving faster (Faster, everyday)
At least more than I remember (Everybody's singing)
Na, na-na-nah, na-na-na-na-na-na-nah (Na, na-na-nah, na-na-na-na-na-na-nah)

Creature comforts keep me content (Moreso everyday)
I've got loads of brand new content (Everybody's singing)
Na, na-na-nah, na-na-na-na-na-na-nah (Na, na-na-nah, na-na-na-na-na-na-nah)

When our time falls, and the world is ashes
The next in line will find a billion caches
(I know, these are just the same, these are just the)

Same old copies of the same few CDs
And wonder aloud, what's the meaning of these, and
(I know, these are just the same, these are just the)

Same old same old keeps me guessing (Questioning everyday)
At what value I am getting (Everybody singing)
Na, na-na-nah, na-na-na-na-na-na-nah (Na, na-na-nah, na-na-na-na-na-na-nah)

Content keeps my heartbeat going (Faster everyday)
I can't wait for the latest showing (Everybody singing)
Na, na-na-nah, na-na-na-na-na-na-nah (Na, na-na-nah, na-na-na-na-na-na-nah)

When our time falls, and the world is ashes
The next in line will find a billion caches
(I know, these are just the same, these are just the)

Same old copies of the same few CDs
And wonder aloud, what's the meaning of these, and
(I know, these are just the same, these are just the)
Same

I'm tired of our culture, the conformity it buys
When every single song and singer sounds like something died
Way deep down inside themselves where once there was a spark
It's faded down to embers that replaced creative art

Products of our labor, of our love, and of our minds
Are nothing but a number and treated as such in kind
Our culture's psychopathic save the rantings of a few
Killed through repetition and I don't know what to do
Don't know what to do
Don't know what to do
Don't know what to