High and Rising by Retconned Lyrics

Here I sit in traffic
And I traffic in shit
On my way to get underpaid and
Subcontract it

Digging the dirt of this necropolis
What can we find here?
Grave robbing our kids
Down in the basement
Of this house that jack built
Ripping the pipes out
To put food in your mouths

Sit home and wonder
Just what to do
Put your food on our table
Or give ours to you?

And as stomachs rumble
The rubble is unremoved
And we pool our wages and wager
Paycheck to paycheck to paycheck
Digging the dirt of this necropolis
What will we find here?
Grave robbing our kids
Down in the basement
Of this house that jack built
Ripping the pipes out
To put food in our mouths

Here comes the bridge but here comes the flood

Up in the rafters of these bastards’ heads
We’re playing with matches, they're lying in our beds