Bitter (feat. Andre Courbat)

I'm not bitter with this world
Its the ones I've got to serve
Like an anthill spinning round
With that old elusive queen
Keep the workers hungry keep them mean
Keep them toiling through the night
Pick your coffee, sow your shirt
Watch them die for a mound of dirt

Can't you see you're fully primed?
Who to hate, what to desire
But I'm not bitter with this world
No babe, I'm watching it die
Just watching it die
Yeah die

I'm not bitter with this world
Its the ones that wait their turn
Mouths open eyes closed
So wise but never bold
Flash wheels barren fields
Heads deep down in the sand
Like cattle chew the cud
Waiting for the butcher's knife

Can't you see its all enshrined?
Who to love, who to despise
But I'm not bitter with this world
No way, I'm watching it die
Just watching it die
Yeah die

I'm not bitter with this world
Its the ones I've got to hear
Their fifteen minutes in your ear
Same old gossip, same old smear
I watch 'em pan onto the screen
Spitting bromides as they preen
How they recite the books they've read
As the jailer nods his head

So don't believe what you've heard
You can fly like a bird
And don't be bitter with this world
Just take a seat
For watching it die
Watching it die
Yeah die

Yeah die