Driver's in the backseat cranking up the heat Passengers with free rides oozing history Barking out an order for the underclass Get this monster moving 'cos I cannot be arsed But driver can you see them can you feel the noise? And are you just a failure of choice? Why'd you take a chance on what was bound to fail All that speculation's landed you in jail Bullish bearish boorish words that mean nothing You're trading in your wife and your neighbours start to swing But driver does it kill you knowing that you're shunned When the chosen one's say "you're choice is chosen for you" Feeding them on pop stars nutrition in soaps Greedy little jumped up apparatchiks joke How his life is easy when the autopilot's on You're selling mines for fortunes when you bought them for a song See the engine driver's knuckles start to bleed Maybe he'll take heed that You're choice is chosen for you