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Loose yourself from the cellphone Pretend you're not even there And if Market Management says so Well, take cover behind your chair You know, you're running down the wrong track When they're only willing to pay When you sell things to kids who cannot Tell the difference between shit and clay And who told the boss that you were Tinkering with the fax machine A few minutes before it broke down And that you quickly left the crime scene A few paper balls and a dustbin Why not try something else instead? Your body fluids still float freely And there's a cam above your head Put every paper in the shredder Destroy everything that was It's about time you stop working For someone else's cause You shout "From now on it's my own dreams!" "I have overcome my fears" And when you convey the message You watch your family burst into tears Aus Songtexte Mania