Time's running out on this merry go round
A foolish pick is played - the running game
And all the warning signs the plodding rush of time
That we all sullen muddle through
And now we bow down and pray at the neon god we made
That we bought in haste for selfish gain
And now we can't turn around till we take the whole thing down
With a dear price on our head

The animals know what's in store
The have plenty enough's all beg for more
And we all forgot what we're fighting for
A foolish prize we just can't ignore

Now it's consumption by design on the production line
We tally up the sums for lucky ones
It's the have and have nots cause the system's all been bought
For the fortunate and few
And we know when life gets hard we start charging up our cards
So many goods to use how can you refuse?
So ignore the missing bees, the climate rising by degrees
And lay down your weary head

The animals know what's in store
The have plenty enough's all beg for more
And we all forgot what we're fighting for
A foolish prize we just can't ignore

The animals know what's in store
The have plenty enough's all beg for more
And we don't know what we're fighting for
A foolish prize

The animals know what's in store
The have plenty enough's all beg for more
And we don't know what we're fighting for
A foolish prize, just can't ignore

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Writer(s): Byron McMackin, Fletcher Dragge, Jim Lindberg, Randy Bradbury