wallet & grimace

no matter how much you transcend, you're stuck here I'm afraid
yes money's a fiction, but bills will still have to be paid
if you round up your dreams they'll be easier to feed to the flames
now get out your wallet & grimace at what it contains

food education & shelter don't come for free
healthcare & medicine classed as a great luxury
you'll pay for the bins, for the roads, for unblocking the drains
now get out your wallet & grimace at what it contains

left on the scrapheap, you'll pay for expressing your rage
or if you find a job, you'll still pay for collecting a wage
'til you pay for your death, what becomes of your mortal remains
so open your wallet & grimace at what it contains