Lyrics:

This song is a cover, originally performed by French band Trust on the 1980 album Répression.
The lyrics are about some slimeball who is obsessed with money.
You're a train ride to no importance
You're in love with hell existence
The money is all that you desire
Why don't you pack it in and retire?
It's common sense you can't fool me
I'm just the money that you can't let free
Rainy day genius clouds your mind
Don't you realize the blind leads the blind?

You're anti, you're antisocial
You're anti, you're antisocial
You're anti, you're antisocial
You're anti, you're antisocial

Oh mister time will you ever unwind?
Or just rebuild a new design?
Your claim to fame is law and order
The rich get rich, the poor get poor
You put a price tag on what you see
This one's for you, that's for me
If that's winning, I'd rather lose
Why don't you listen to my senseless views?

You're anti, you're antisocial
You're anti, you're antisocial
You're anti, you're antisocial
You're anti, you're antisocial

How do you feel?


You're a train ride to no importance
You're in love with hell existence
The money is all that you desire
Why don't you pack it in and retire?
It's common sense you can't fool me
I'm just the money that you can't let free
Rainy day genius clouds your mind
Don't you realize the blind leads the blind?

You're anti, you're antisocial
You're anti, you're antisocial
You're anti, you're antisocial
You're anti, you're antisocial

Antisocial
Antisocial
Antisocial
Antisocial
Antisocial
Antisocial
Antisocial
Antisocial
Antisocial
Antisocial
Antisocial
Antisocial