Lyric

Cram 'em in! Stuff 'em in! The cage of the train!

Packed like sardines, can’t even breathe through the pain!

A battlefield every morning—thanks for the "service"!

Step through the gates, "Wage Slave Mode" makes me nervous!

Barely made it, at the company gate

"Brain Login"—forced automation is my fate

We’re just robots now, zero human rights

Another infinite loop, through the days and the nights!

Quota! Quota! Why is it increasing?!

Boss’s dropkick—mental abuse is never ceasing!

No breaks! No time to think at all!

GO TO the Overtime Road, answer the call!

Hi-Hi! Sore-Sore! March on, you corporate slave!

YES SIR! The Dogeza Dance, all the way to the grave!

Bonuses? Oasis? No, it’s just a MIRAGE!

Last train dash! Next month too! (IT NEVER ENDS!)

One-second response! A god of the "Instant Reply"!

Unread emails? A death penalty if you don't comply!

The boss’s mood is a biorhythm from hell!

Step on a landmine, it’s my fault as well!

My... my own... what happened to my life?

No room to think! Just drowning in the strife!

...What the hell am I living for?

Final form of the wage slave—welcome to the war!

CONGRATS! OVER 100 HOURS OF OVERTIME BROKEN!

YES SIR! YES SIR! The Hellish March is on!

We aren't human anymore, our souls are gone!

Work until you’re nothing but bones and dust!

TOMORROW IS WORK AGAIN! IN LABOR WE TRUST!