Panic! At The Costco Songtext
von Sketch Method

We stand upon the precipice of lavish luxury
Suspended way above the tides
And far beneath us the paupers circle
Desperately vacuuming the crumbs up as we profit from their lives

But we won′t amount to much
With this consumerist ethos building up to an empire
Built upon our desire to take what we want


We amble aimless amidst an aristocracy, affordability ascendant
Availing acumen arousing animosity and apathy arising all alluring anima

But we won't amount to much with the powers that be, so out of touch
Word to the wiser, from up on high they divide us and take what they want

Lest we may regret the time we spent as bystanders
To aid regress is nothing less than lunacy
We feel it yes, the soul duress and yet we pay no mind
To pay respect? We just neglect with impunity

We won′t amount to much
Without the fervor of having a Midas touch we feel the ire
The rage from which we inspire this disconnection