[Verse 1]

I got away from all the chains they tried to lock me up with

I wasn't made for nine-to-fives or working in construction

I never fit the system, my description is the suspect

I gave 'em all the finger, then I rode into the sunset

And I don't wanna be promoted, I don't need to raise a buck

And I don't want the Christmas bonus or the new company truck

Keep that silly fucking uniform I had to wash and dry

I'm not a brick that's in your wall, but you're a thorn that's in my side

I was born to not comply with all the orders and defy

All of the horrors I survived, I feel like normal's a disguise

And I don't want an application or a half an hour lunch

Or a cubicle to work a job that I don't even love

[Chorus]

My veins are full of gasoline, my motor's made of stolen parts

I've tightened all the nuts and bolts, but I don't wanna work on cars

The system's tryna smother me, but anarchy is in my heart

They slashed my tires and cut my brakes, I'll crash now if it even starts

[Verse 2]

My boss don't even know that I make music he would care about

He thinks I'm just some stoner stacking boxes in a warehouse

I got dreams and goals and things, I'm told at work to keep aspiring

When music is my full-time job, then nobody can fire me

But right now it ain't hiring, my groceries expiring

My rent is due, my phone is off, the extra shifts are tiring

I know I'm made for more than what my resume reflects

The government is tryna dumb me down with guns and booze and sex

I'm not a salesman, I couldn't sell beer in the prohibition

I've never been the type to make a living off commission

I'm no good at wearing suits or doing taxes for a business

I wanna count some money, not the hours and the minutes

I'm not a carpenter, a lawyer, a doctor, I'm not a waiter

Or a teacher or a cop or a plumber, I'm not a tradesman

Or an architect, an engineer, a pilot or a mailman

I'm something that don't fit into their perfect little gameplan, I'm me

And they can try to kill my spirit with overtime when the barn burns

But if there's one thing I ain't scared of, it is long days and hard work

So they can pay themselves a dollar while I only make a cent

But I will stack up all my pennies till they're higher than the fence

Then I'll climb them like a ladder and jump to the other side

Spend the nickels that I made on a taxi or hitch a ride

Bet they never thought they'd see the day I left 'em to survive

And used the system that they built to leave their system all behind