Not for me the factory floor Sweeping up from nine to four Not for me the silly rat race Don't see the point in anycase People ask me why I say what I do I say to them "Well wouldn't you?" If you were f**ed up just like me A reject of society They say I dig a hole and jump right in Well I don't give a sh** about anything I don't comply to their silly rules All they are is hypocritical fools Chorus: You give us conscience money Now you start to worry The Frankenstein monster you created Has turned against you, now you're hated They tell me I'm not what they'd like me to be It's their fault, you can't blame me They f**ing tricked me half the time Now they've got to stand in line They don't like it when they see me have fun They turn around and then they run They don't listen to what I say Reject of society Chorus (x 3)