Work to Rule Songtext
von Napalm Death

You don′t need space to focus, there is no cause to dream
Compulsive gatherer leans
Over drifters and the lame to get right to the prize
Stampede at expectation's peak
Stampede at expectation′s peak

Blow to blow
Job to job
Work to rule, lauded one
Work to rule with derision

You don't need space to focus, there is no cause to dream
You don't need space to focus, there is no cause to dream

Run a mile
Dialled in
Work to rule, pre-emptive
Work to rule, primitives
Go


Indeterminate
Are the hours or minutes to happily take stock
At the point when you return to the earth
Precious little left to objectify
And shun
Will you wish you′d broken ranks?
Or was living still a drawback?

Indeterminate
Your achievements:
Just egocentric figments

To settle down and be tranquil the preserve of the idle
Obsessive go-getter means
To surpass every pleasure and dumb time-waster
Stampede at expectation′s peak
Stampede at expectation's peak

Take up slack
Break your back
Work to rule on the rack
Work to rule and collapse
And collapse