He looks back to the days when the lyrics and chords meant everything
   these days he stares at the screen so complacent and without dreams
   change, but he can't hide it - that's the story of an average man
   he needs goods and services for which he pays a premium
  
   just a display for his neighbors dot-comers who earned a fortune
   change, but we can't hide it - that's the story of an average man
   take us to our cubicles today
   and it's the hell we make o.k.
   nobody cares, nobody cares, no one cares about the average man
   burnt toast at 6 a.m. it's not gourmet, but it's adequate
   waste away precious hours in front of the flat screen monitor
   change, but you can't hide it - that's the story of an average man
   take us to our cubicles today
  
   and it's the hell we make o.k.
   nobody cares, nobody cares, no one cares about the average man
   just when you think you've got everything you've got nothing at all
  
   take us to our cubicles today
   take us to our cubicles today
   take us to the hell we made
   take us to the hell we made
   can we escape? can we escape?
   how can we escape the hell we've made?
   can we escape? can we escape?