I never see the cream
For the coffee cup
All I see is the aggregate
That’s been comin’ up
Tactical pins
But these forms won’t give
When we got the spins

When everybody
Wants to be a brand
I want to be sand
In the turn-key planet yeah!

I never see
How we settle up
A bleeding heart on it’s knees
And it’s bleeding blood

Like the ones before
And them after that
The drug couple breeding in
A rare Earth’s fat

When everybody
Wants to be a brand
I want to be sand
In the turn-key planet yeah!