| You sit lock in your age — here in the hi-tech age |
| Lazy fools just taking up space |
| There was prosperity — it was good to me |
| Time of change — we’ve got an empty face |
| The despot throws a dime — ain’t even worth the time |
| While laughing at the human race |
| I’m down upon my knees — can’t you hear my pleas |
| 100 years ago you’d given me a place |
| Sad survivor — ruled by the slave driver |
| Sad survivor — ruled by the slave driver |
| Hunger swamps my feet — no way it can be beat |
| Looking for a treat throughout the town |
| Inundate us — masticate us |
| Eliminate us — it even killed the clown |
| Live in a dreamless time — searching out a crime |
| Eyes so dull with grime staring down |
| Live to repeat the crime — time after time |
| The despot throws a dime — my life’s a broken crown |
| Sad survivor — ruled by the slave driver |
| Sad survivor — ruled by the slave driver |
| Do you wanna survive — then while you’re still alive |
| Better waste 'em before they get you |
| Get off your ass — before you mass |
| Getting late — ain’t nothing else to do |
| Sad survivor — ruled by the slave driver |
| Sad survivor — ruled by the slave driver |
| Sad survivor — sad survivor — sad survivor — sad survivor |
| Sad survivor — sad survivor — sad survivor — sad survivor |