Degrees, two or three With a PhD After years of suffering Trying to feed my family So they let me drive The route 93 Let me sweep their precious floors Assembling in a factory People tell me that we're light years ahead Though the road is paved yet narrow Multi-mono thrive How the hell we're going to survive? The good times ahead For the benefits I apply I'm a righteous man Doing the best I can Every day you're going to see me They're trying to put me in a can People tell me how we're light years ahead Though the road is paved yet narrow