Rectal Theory
Since I was pushed out of the hole
The world told me I got a soul
Tell me then who's in control
You're born you're cold you die
Crack the books to make the grade
Go Ivy League to corporate slave
Spent four years getting drunk and laid
You're young you'll learn you die
Chorus:
That's all there is to it
If you don't eat than you don't s**t
If you don't s**t you die
Fight to get the corner cube
Corporate lunch tee off by two
Money flies but time does too
You scrimp you save you die
Retirement by fifty-five
Convince yourself that you're so wise
Staying fit just to stay alive
You're bored you teach you die
Chorus
Too old and weak to get out of bed
All work no play that's what you said
Looking back you we're always dead
You're born you work you died
Chorus
Thanks to saintseiya23 for adding these lyrics
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Rectal Theory
Since I was pushed out of the hole
The world told me I got a soul
Tell me then who's in control
You're born you're cold you die
Crack the books to make the grade
Go Ivy League to corporate slave
Spent four years getting drunk and laid
You're young you'll learn you die
Chorus:
That's all there is to it
If you don't eat than you don't s**t
If you don't s**t you die
Fight to get the corner cube
Corporate lunch tee off by two
Money flies but time does too
You scrimp you save you die
Retirement by fifty-five
Convince yourself that you're so wise
Staying fit just to stay alive
You're bored you teach you die
Chorus
Too old and weak to get out of bed
All work no play that's what you said
Looking back you we're always dead
You're born you work you died
Chorus
Thanks to saintseiya23 for adding these lyrics
Since I was pushed out of the hole
The world told me I got a soul
Tell me then who's in control
You're born you're cold you die
Crack the books to make the grade
Go Ivy League to corporate slave
Spent four years getting drunk and laid
You're young you'll learn you die
Chorus:
That's all there is to it
If you don't eat than you don't s**t
If you don't s**t you die
Fight to get the corner cube
Corporate lunch tee off by two
Money flies but time does too
You scrimp you save you die
Retirement by fifty-five
Convince yourself that you're so wise
Staying fit just to stay alive
You're bored you teach you die
Chorus
Too old and weak to get out of bed
All work no play that's what you said
Looking back you we're always dead
You're born you work you died
Chorus
Thanks to saintseiya23 for adding these lyrics