You gotta enrich yourself
Inept or no good
If the food tastes good
You need to eat without a soup spoon
Gather your hands and shuffle
As you ruffle your wrists with nothing to prove

What's the time, my man?
They tell us that a fire
Is enough of a truth
How about I light a cigarette
It's the time to die, easy
Can you feed them
Or you think you'll stay in your mobile

Will you still eat your brown rice and seaweed?