The Scramble on the Street

Lyrics

It's the annual performance, everyone knows their lines.

They park in the fire lane, ignoring the flashing signs.

A million targets moving fast, designed to break, they won't last!

They're all running for the things that fail, ignoring the receipts on the trail!

You push, you shove, you lose your mind for plastic nobody needs,

Spreading all your credit card debt like economic seeds.

We're here, we're watching, it's exhausting, but we already know the end.

It's just the stuff they buy for strangers they pretend to call a friend.

THE SCRAMBLE ON THE STREET! THE FRENZY AND THE HEAT!

The price for momentary joy is blistered, aching feet!

You are the tireless engines, designed to rush and burn,

The only lesson learned is where the next store is your turn!

They clutch their paper receipts like they're holy, ancient text.

Ignoring the flashing warning of what the future holds next.

The debt is piling higher, the traffic lights are red,

But they won't stop the movement, they won't use their weary head.

They're hypnotized by tinsel, they're blinded by the flash,

Just victims of the holiday, consumed by the simple trash!

We're here, we're watching, it's exhausting, but we already know the end.

It's just the stuff they buy for strangers they pretend to call a friend.

THE SCRAMBLE ON THE STREET! THE FRENZY AND THE HEAT!

The price for momentary joy is blistered, aching feet!

You are the tireless engines, designed to rush and burn,

The only lesson learned is where the next store is your turn!

And you think you have achieved something great? Whatever.

You bought a bag of futures. You just sealed your fate.