Once the tranqs had hit
 
 Sleeping mind, spazzed into the future
 
 Every night
 
 Dream of screaming death
 
 Silence in a vacuum
 
 What a way to die
 
 Pulled apart by the absence of what sustains us
 
  
  I didn't dare go far
 
 Years peeling faster
 
 Modern Business Hymns
 
 On the jump to Mars
  
 
 And if what I saw was true
 
 We'll never make the grade
 
 No matter what we saved
 
 'Cause to those that always have it
 
 Money is no matter
 
 And in these hungry times
 
 Those trapped between stations
 
 Will forget their manners
  
 
 I didn't dare go far
 
 Saving oxygen
 
 For Modern Business Hymns
 
 Before the Warp Guard
  
 
 And if what they say is true
 
 We'll never make the grade
 
 No matter what we saved
 
 'Cause to those who always have it
 
 Money is no matter
 
 And in these hungry times
 
 Those trapped between stations
 
 Will forget their manners
  
 
 Around a distant star
 
 Still counting credit, coin, or shell by proxy
 
 Stuck on Earth
 
 Eating dirt and growth from built-up respirators
 
 While the rich
 
 Sup on zebra mussels broiled in plankton
 
 Wake me up
 
 Let me live out my hours in a world that's on the level
  
 
 The past is full of dead men
 
 The future is a cruelty
 
 Resign yourself
 
 The past is full of dead men
 
 The future is a cruelty
 
 Resign yourself
 
 Hey, have you heard them say
 
 "Ultimate Success Today"?