[00:00.000] 作词 : Gregory Holgate/Dan Bull
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Dustin Pfaff/Rain Watterson
[00:16.326]Steel,
[00:17.202]Iron,
[00:17.817]n**s and bolts
[00:18.863]Poor man’s gold in rusted vaults
[00:20.758]Scrap,
[00:21.352]tin,
[00:21.711]wheels and gears
[00:22.900]Shift by shift and year by year
[00:25.000]Rod,
[00:25.571]beam,
[00:26.036]sheet and plate
[00:27.133]Ironclad, you sealed your fate
[00:29.263]All that shines shall fade in time
[00:31.264]Welded put the day you signed
[00:33.138]The production line
[00:34.859]You better do your best,
[00:35.571]forget about sunshine
[00:36.859]‘Cause you won’t see it where you’re going
[00:38.428]And the only thing you know is
[00:39.280]You won’t get to have your lunch on time
[00:41.093]Or ever again,
[00:42.031]‘cause every second you spend
[00:43.025]That isn’t meeting an end that an executive penned
[00:45.150]Is another debt that you render that’ll let them extend
[00:47.085]Upon the length of your tenure where you’re ever condemned
[00:49.803]Well, would you look at that,
[00:50.756]life’s coming thick and fast, I run and
[00:52.072]Zig and zag
[00:52.804]amid the tat,
[00:53.310]pick and pack, bric-a-brac
[00:54.380]Click and drag,
[00:54.873]mix and match,
[00:55.354]stick a stack in my sack
[00:56.437]‘Til it could fill a skip of scrap then bring it back quick as a flash
[00:58.561]We’re scrappy and resilient,
[00:59.423]we’re happy and we’re diligent
[01:00.512]But that’s just if you’re listening to marketing transmissions
[01:02.562]Contractually itinerant,
[01:03.646]a dastardly predicament
[01:04.783]Entrapped within a system hauling scrap for the omnipotent
[01:06.729]Voices in the radio that point us in which way to go
[01:08.690]The base we’re excavating, what we’re paid and then the pay we owe
[01:10.942]Uncertain of the purpose to the service that we’re slaving over
[01:12.985]Purge the lunar surface of its worth to meet the daily quote
[01:15.264]Some of us are living to work
[01:19.131]Some of us are working to live
[01:23.357]Some of us are making while others are just taking
[01:26.992]And some of us are dying to give
[01:31.557]Whoop! Yay! Hooray!
[01:32.638]Another day at the office
[01:33.833]Slaving away and generating the profits
[01:35.926]Heading straight for the pockets of the laziest bosses
[01:37.989]If it wasn’t for me then they’d be making a loss, it’s
[01:40.241]A struggle working double shifts, selling my soul
[01:42.073]So my landlord doesn't have to do any at all
[01:44.191][I’m clearly very important while you’re merely a drone]
[01:46.205]Giving me steady employment just to dwell in a hole
[01:48.276]That I can barely afford,
[01:49.456]belly unfilled like Oliver Twist
[01:50.745]Begging for more,
[01:51.588]I don’t want to exist
[01:52.684]No longer stomaching it,
[01:53.619]wanna be somebody different
[01:54.641]But I’m stuck as it is, so stuff it, double my shifts
[01:56.720][Rub out the family time in your diary, erase it all]
[01:58.791]They’ll only hire me if I’ll be reliably available
[02:00.906]Yet I appear, clearly entirely replaceable
[02:03.062]The irony’s I find it to be kind of inspirational
[02:05.030][Anxiety’ll make you more inclined to reach a greater goal]
[02:07.252]Until you find me crying quietly against the wall
[02:09.338]I miss my wife
[02:10.234]I miss my kids
[02:11.400]I miss my life
[02:12.409]Can’t live like this!
[02:13.482]Perhaps for once if salary might rise in line with rent
[02:17.540]We’d have the funds to rise and shine, not rise in line, content
[02:21.513]To sacrifice our family lives to those on high, hell bent
[02:25.929]On empires founded on the thousands drowned in the cement
[02:29.959]I am the very model of a model employee
[02:34.342]I never leave my shuttle,
[02:36.039]can’t afford to pay those fees
[02:38.406]My overtime does overtime,
[02:40.502]I work nine days a week
[02:42.647]And I never hit that bottle ‘til it’s time to take a pee
[02:46.813]Some of us are making a killing
[02:50.931]While some are barely making a living
[02:54.542]Is a life worth saving without life savings?
[02:59.103]It’s a 9-to-5, 25-to-life in prison
[03:03.362]Lift off,
[03:03.671]tick tock,
[03:04.391]the big clock’s a-tickin’
[03:05.346]Drift in,
[03:06.150]dropped off at the drop ship’s position
[03:07.766]Sod tip top condition, a tip’s what you live in
[03:09.947]Drop shipping top tip –
[03:10.942]“Tips will not be given”
[03:11.937]With this cost of living what do lives cost?
[03:13.908]Well, the customer ain’t fussed over the lives lost
[03:15.985]We’re discounted, under the counter, half off
[03:18.140]In stocks, at the gallows for the price drop
[03:20.214]To rock bottom, ba-da-da-dum
[03:21.759]Sing the jingle, give a whistle, here’s your lot, plod on
[03:23.818]It’s official, sacrificial, sing the company song
[03:25.828]‘Fore they bop the stop-button on your oxygen
[03:28.038]Two guys moonlight on a new moon nightly
[03:30.551]Tryna find loot like,
[03:31.685]“Ooh that’ll do nicely”
[03:32.824]Lamp, cookie mold, jar, fish, stop sign
[03:34.990]Pan, whoopie, gold bar, gift box, MINE!
[03:37.000]No, mine!
[03:37.959]NO, MINE!
[03:39.319]（mine explodes）
[03:43.273][Should you be hurt in our place of employment]
[03:45.320][It’ll be worse than a band-aid and some ointment]
[03:47.449][There isn’t a nurse with whom to make an appointment]
[03:49.500][There’s really just certain doom; painfully poignant]
[03:51.608]Each day tossed upon the scrapheap
[03:53.534]Struggling to meet pay, care to mind the gap, cheap
[03:55.499]Labour can be replaced when there are fatalities
[03:57.234]Several men a week slayed, tumbling from the gantries
[03:59.565]In what kind of dimension is debris so decrepit
[04:02.060]Worth more than all the lives amongst the men you send to get it?
[04:04.123]The minions paid a pittance from the millions you inherit
[04:06.209]And then billed for the equipment ‘fore they get to spent the credits
[04:08.289][Have you had an accident at work that wasn’t your fault?]
[04:12.486][No, you haven’t]
[04:14.465][It absolutely WAS your fault!]
[04:16.827]Some of us are living to work
[04:18.846]Some of us are working to live
[04:20.666]Some of us are making while others are just taking
[04:22.776]And some of us are dying to give
[04:24.961]We all bought the production line
[04:26.606]We all toe the production line
[04:28.246]We all march in production line
[04:30.276]We all signed the production line
[04:33.439]It’s a hell of a show,
[04:35.890]better the devil you know
[04:37.817](Just another shift, try to keep a grip)
[04:40.021](Haven’t slept a wink and my vision starts to drift)
[04:42.009]We’re here to sell you your soul,
[04:44.080]next day and ready to go
[04:46.187](Filling up the ship, just another trip)
[04:48.424](Maddened, on the brink, in no position to resist)
[04:50.571]The wheels of progress, they turn, so get ahead or go home
[04:54.556](I got a quota to meet or else it’s over for me)
[04:56.800](And when my rota’s complete then I can hopefully leave)
[04:58.823]Just never question what burns to run the engines below
[05:03.117](We were sold on a dream but now they won’t let us sleep)
[05:05.010](Take a moment to grieve and you’ll owe them a fee)
[05:07.050]My school careers adviser couldn’t be any nicer
[05:08.773]She was just like,
[05:09.741]“Might as well give up and die, bruh”
[05:10.865]It isn’t that likely we’ll experience retirement
[05:12.942]When staying alive’s a minimum requirement
[05:14.957]I’ve trained, I’ve tried,
[05:16.146]‘til I’m strained, I’m tired
[05:17.175]I’d trade my trade for a train driver’s
[05:19.201]But I’m afraid that the end of the line
[05:21.190]Isn’t a place I’ll arrive ‘til the end of my life
[05:23.349]I am the very model of a model employee
[05:27.213]‘Cause I’m used to being toyed with by those far bigger than me
[05:31.185]Painfully aware my fate to bear’s as cog in a machine
[05:35.574]Just one more face cast off to space for products on a screen
[05:39.755]Production line
[05:40.637]Production line
[05:41.797]Production line
[05:42.733]Production line
[05:43.927]Production line
[05:44.869]Production line
[05:46.019]Production line
[05:47.214]Production line
[05:48.340]We all bought the production line
[05:50.630]We all toe the production line
[05:52.698]We all march in production line
[05:54.768]We all signed the production line
[05:56.814]Some of us are making a killing
[06:00.739]While some are barely making a living
[06:04.451]Is a life worth saving without life savings?
[06:08.827]It’s a 9-to-5 25-to-life in prison
[06:13.244]Some of us are living to work
[06:17.521]Some of us are working to live
[06:21.847]Some of us are making while others are just taking
[06:25.674]And some of us are dying to give
[06:29.903]It’s a hell of a show, better the devil you know
[06:32.141]We’re here to sell you your soul, next day and ready to go
[06:40.522]We all signed the production line

作词 : Gregory Holgate/Dan Bull
作曲 : Dustin Pfaff/Rain Watterson
Steel,
Iron,
n**s and bolts
Poor man’s gold in rusted vaults
Scrap,
tin,
wheels and gears
Shift by shift and year by year
Rod,
beam,
sheet and plate
Ironclad, you sealed your fate
All that shines shall fade in time
Welded put the day you signed
The production line
You better do your best,
forget about sunshine
‘Cause you won’t see it where you’re going
And the only thing you know is
You won’t get to have your lunch on time
Or ever again,
‘cause every second you spend
That isn’t meeting an end that an executive penned
Is another debt that you render that’ll let them extend
Upon the length of your tenure where you’re ever condemned
Well, would you look at that,
life’s coming thick and fast, I run and
Zig and zag
amid the tat,
pick and pack, bric-a-brac
Click and drag,
mix and match,
stick a stack in my sack
‘Til it could fill a skip of scrap then bring it back quick as a flash
We’re scrappy and resilient,
we’re happy and we’re diligent
But that’s just if you’re listening to marketing transmissions
Contractually itinerant,
a dastardly predicament
Entrapped within a system hauling scrap for the omnipotent
Voices in the radio that point us in which way to go
The base we’re excavating, what we’re paid and then the pay we owe
Uncertain of the purpose to the service that we’re slaving over
Purge the lunar surface of its worth to meet the daily quote
Some of us are living to work
Some of us are working to live
Some of us are making while others are just taking
And some of us are dying to give
Whoop! Yay! Hooray!
Another day at the office
Slaving away and generating the profits
Heading straight for the pockets of the laziest bosses
If it wasn’t for me then they’d be making a loss, it’s
A struggle working double shifts, selling my soul
So my landlord doesn't have to do any at all
Giving me steady employment just to dwell in a hole
That I can barely afford,
belly unfilled like Oliver Twist
Begging for more,
I don’t want to exist
No longer stomaching it,
wanna be somebody different
But I’m stuck as it is, so stuff it, double my shifts
They’ll only hire me if I’ll be reliably available
Yet I appear, clearly entirely replaceable
The irony’s I find it to be kind of inspirational
Until you find me crying quietly against the wall
I miss my wife
I miss my kids
I miss my life
Can’t live like this!
Perhaps for once if salary might rise in line with rent
We’d have the funds to rise and shine, not rise in line, content
To sacrifice our family lives to those on high, hell bent
On empires founded on the thousands drowned in the cement
I am the very model of a model employee
I never leave my shuttle,
can’t afford to pay those fees
My overtime does overtime,
I work nine days a week
And I never hit that bottle ‘til it’s time to take a pee
Some of us are making a killing
While some are barely making a living
Is a life worth saving without life savings?
It’s a 9-to-5, 25-to-life in prison
Lift off,
tick tock,
the big clock’s a-tickin’
Drift in,
dropped off at the drop ship’s position
Sod tip top condition, a tip’s what you live in
Drop shipping top tip –
“Tips will not be given”
With this cost of living what do lives cost?
Well, the customer ain’t fussed over the lives lost
We’re discounted, under the counter, half off
In stocks, at the gallows for the price drop
To rock bottom, ba-da-da-dum
Sing the jingle, give a whistle, here’s your lot, plod on
It’s official, sacrificial, sing the company song
‘Fore they bop the stop-button on your oxygen
Two guys moonlight on a new moon nightly
Tryna find loot like,
“Ooh that’ll do nicely”
Lamp, cookie mold, jar, fish, stop sign
Pan, whoopie, gold bar, gift box, MINE!
No, mine!
NO, MINE!
（mine explodes）


Each day tossed upon the scrapheap
Struggling to meet pay, care to mind the gap, cheap
Labour can be replaced when there are fatalities
Several men a week slayed, tumbling from the gantries
In what kind of dimension is debris so decrepit
Worth more than all the lives amongst the men you send to get it?
The minions paid a pittance from the millions you inherit
And then billed for the equipment ‘fore they get to spent the credits

Some of us are living to work
Some of us are working to live
Some of us are making while others are just taking
And some of us are dying to give
We all bought the production line
We all toe the production line
We all march in production line
We all signed the production line
It’s a hell of a show,
better the devil you know
(Just another shift, try to keep a grip)
(Haven’t slept a wink and my vision starts to drift)
We’re here to sell you your soul,
next day and ready to go
(Filling up the ship, just another trip)
(Maddened, on the brink, in no position to resist)
The wheels of progress, they turn, so get ahead or go home
(I got a quota to meet or else it’s over for me)
(And when my rota’s complete then I can hopefully leave)
Just never question what burns to run the engines below
(We were sold on a dream but now they won’t let us sleep)
(Take a moment to grieve and you’ll owe them a fee)
My school careers adviser couldn’t be any nicer
She was just like,
“Might as well give up and die, bruh”
It isn’t that likely we’ll experience retirement
When staying alive’s a minimum requirement
I’ve trained, I’ve tried,
‘til I’m strained, I’m tired
I’d trade my trade for a train driver’s
But I’m afraid that the end of the line
Isn’t a place I’ll arrive ‘til the end of my life
I am the very model of a model employee
‘Cause I’m used to being toyed with by those far bigger than me
Painfully aware my fate to bear’s as cog in a machine
Just one more face cast off to space for products on a screen
Production line
Production line
Production line
Production line
Production line
Production line
Production line
Production line
We all bought the production line
We all toe the production line
We all march in production line
We all signed the production line
Some of us are making a killing
While some are barely making a living
Is a life worth saving without life savings?
It’s a 9-to-5 25-to-life in prison
Some of us are living to work
Some of us are working to live
Some of us are making while others are just taking
And some of us are dying to give
It’s a hell of a show, better the devil you know
We’re here to sell you your soul, next day and ready to go
We all signed the production line