Addicted to Authority - Small Town Riot

I see those busy faces, sticking in their cases

Their way of living makes no sense to me

Don’t wanna be a zombie

Work in the hopeless army

There must be something out there better for me

Hurry up, that’s what my daddy used to say

Hurry up, son don’t you ever be late

Hurry up, you boss is watching his mighty clock

Hurry up, hurry up!

Addicted to authority is what they are

And the prospect of recovery just seems so far

Addicted to authority is what they’ll be

This kind of imprisonment ain’t no good for me

Walking down the streets of

Misery in selfmade handcuffs

Learn how to listen, learn how to fear

They’re all caught, fucked up for life

In their jail from nine to five

From five to nine, smile from ear to ear

Hurry up, that’s what my daddy used to say

Hurry up, son don’t you ever be late

Hurry up, you boss is watching his mighty clock

Hurry up, hurry up!

Addicted to authority is what they are

And the prospect of recovery just seems so far

Addicted to authority is what they’ll be

This kind of imprisonment ain’t no good for me

I see no rocketmen, no movie-stars around

All I see is simple people who’ll never make it out

They’ll never leave the ground

They’ll die without a sound

Addicted to authority is what they are

And the prospect of recovery just seems so far

Addicted to authority is what they’ll be

This kind of imprisonment ain’t no good for me