They want you to live in a cave No channel to broadcast on A troglodyte, a derelict barn Campaign bu*ton They want you in the wilderness No aerial to pick up the signal A troglodyte, a derelict barn Campaign bu*ton The filthy rich to the beggars ditch Goddamn these genes Receiver, youve been denied Human contact The king eats another mouthful of soil You need a full stomach to go and drill for oil They want you lost in your own fear No compa** to find your way out A troglodyte, a derelict barn Campaign bu*ton The filthy rich to the beggars ditch Goddamn these genes Receiver, youve been denied Human contact The king uses a file to sharpen his teeth And smiles as long as they keep pouring concrete