so what’s the point of it all, you say?
to see it coming and get out the way?
or is the point to stand in its way
even if you see it coming a mile away
let it run you over where you stay
if it’s all an experience, anyway
then is this is the price the addicts pay
for the experience of another day?

one way you pat yourself on the back:
you just outwitted fate’s attack!
one way biology beats you to the punch
ain’t no such thing as a free lunch
it’s playing a big ol’ joke on you,
it’s having its cake and eating it too.
soon as you think you’ve escaped its rule
it’s counting on you to play the fool.

so what’s the point of it all, you say…
just shell out what you pay to play?
let the cards fall where they may?
let the pieces stay where they lay?
don’t touch a thing, just nod okay?
or….get off the train and walk away.
freedom enslaves you either way.
it’s all the same, as far as i can say.