We're All Slaves in a Capitalist System, Aren't We?

I found my corpse in the trunk of my Corvette
It hasn't started to smell bad yet
I guess the sub-zero chill of a winter morning
Is good for something

Oh, man, I don't know how he got there but
He's got my face and my clothes and even my haircut
After our co-workers go
Would you care to help me dump this body?

The meatheads on the factory floor don't respect
Us guys in the office who design the tech
But a proprietary jumble of bits
Can't write itself, can it?

Oh, man, I don't know how he got there but
He's got my face and my clothes and even my haircut
After our co-workers go
Would you care to help me dump this body?

Buddy do you ever lose track of the years?
Every time I fall asleep a couple weeks disappear
I feel like I've always worked here
In this building with you doing whatever it is we do

Oh, man, I don't know how he got there but
He's got my face and my clothes and even my haircut
After our co-workers go
Would you care to help me dump this body?
Do you have the time to help get rid of this body of mine?