Training For Utopia - The Art Of k**ing A Copy Machine lyrics

You could never do this Remember who this is to you I was there when you held the notepad When you committed it all to memory Only to reproduce at a fraction of the heart Stop singing my songs Stop cheapening my words You haven't raised a naive foot from your cage Your lack of everything speaks volumes in no words And now you point every finger at me That i haven't done my job You're working overtime with no results So now i am pointing the fingers You could never do this You bite the hand that feeds you We built before everyone wanted a piece You could never do this Never