Lyrics

It's not for profit and the gain is the misery We're the germ and the pain is the industry And we came in the name of the enemy Habit's a pill that is easy to swallow We're beating dead horses (we know) Beating dead horses It's not for fame, not for love or nobility We're the germ and the pain is stupidity If the sign is to find our futility Habit's a pill that is easy to swallow