A Matter of Factories Songtext
von The Stupendium
A Matter of Factories Songtext
Welcome from FICSIT Inc. to our brand new engineer
We′re thrilled you picked us, we're here to bring you a brilliant new career
Yes, it′s true that the terms of your servitude are a little bit unclear
But don't fear the years you'll be spending here, you′re a lifelong pioneer!
You′re entering planetfall to a planet full of resources
Your contract calls that your life revolves around rounding up and exporting
And if you happen upon our previous ones, well, it's your job to report it
Take inventory of the spent debris, but best to leave any corpses
No time for grief, so take relief in this briefing
These core values, FICSIT needs you believing
You′d better learn them if you want to be leaving
But if you miss it, then we'll keep on repeating
Construct!
Rebrand that land before you as a grandiose factory floor
Automate!
Command it to handle it, so you′re free to construct more
Explore!
You'll fall to a world of wonders that none have seen before
Exploit!
Convert that fertile earth to a furnace for churning ore
Flora and fauna, forced to the boundaries
Par for the course when your sport′s tearing down trees
Pounding them down into powder to power these
Towers you've founded to round our accounts
Seize bountiful mountains of countless amounts
Each ground into compounds bound for the foundries
Sound of it drowns out the howls of the foul beasts
Ousted and out for revenge, so look out
Deep down underground, a fortune awaits
We've just got to burn down what′s in the way
How fortunate that you have opted to stay
With your life on the bottom line for our pay
So slave away and save the day
In place of wage, you′ll pave the way
Stay in the black with shades of grey
Keep sending stacks, you'll get back someday
We enterprise and synergise
You improvise and synthesise
To bring supplies and tint the skies
With inky spires as chimneys rise
The market cannot be denied
We couldn′t stop it if we tried
That natural snapshot that you prize
Is simply profit in disguise
Drop a thousand rods in the pod
Ship them off, don't stop and move on to the Modular Frames
The Rotors and Cables
The table says we are waiting on lots of Crates
And if we haven′t got enough on your plate
Well, we haven't got enough of the plates!
And the state of the Caterium isn′t great
So fill the elevator by end of the day
Mother Nature is minted, it's evident
If we're her kids, then what is the precedent?
Where there′s a will, there′s a way to inheritance
Whether we killed her or not is irrelevant
No defense for delay, it's expensive
So pay up, foreclosure′s a moment away
Financially, we're fine actually
So contractually say it again!
Construct!
An industrial wonderland with a hundred belts to ride on
Automate!
Set beams to plunder and then find somewhere else to siphon
Explore!
There′s a whole ton of funds to be funnelled under that horizon
Exploit!
So tear it asunder with thunderous, sulfurous pyres and pylons
This is a FICSIT reminder!
It's a lizard-doggo-eat-lizard-doggo world out there
But that doesn′t mean it won't also try and eat you
So be careful
Those uniforms aren't cheap
You′ve been hurled without leave to build worlds without leaves
Scorch the earth, burn the trees, crush the birds, squash the bees
Yes, the customer may moan, kicking creatures from their home
But they′ll scream and rant and rave if they don't get their mobile phone
You may think that it′s a lot, slaying nature so our stocks gain
You may rethink extinction when your neck is on the Blockchain
All things bright and beautiful, all creatures great and small
Will be scanned and logged and processed for the shareholder's bankroll
It′s a little bit of sweat, a little bit of toil
And a big blind eye to the wildlife spoiled
If they go the way of the dinosaur
What you crying for? We're just making oil!
So the seas may boil and the skies might burn
But we′ll reap the spoils of the prize you've earned
No quarrel, it's morally grey, just quarry away
Morals make for downturn
Mother nature ought to be
Hung, drawn and quarterly
Diced up and torn to pieces, export and reset
Our big spreadsheet says more for me
Unlike a life, a price is dependable
Cutting expenses to keep you expendable
Spreading our message, we made you a prophet
So make us a profit, we′ll grant you ascension
All manner of valuables need our attention
The fact that there′s animals ain't worth a mention
If there′s a creator, I guess in a sense then
That we are a case of divine intervention
Beyond the heavens, there is revenue to glean
So turn that greens to black and we can turn it back to green
Tax law is more lax for planets unseen
And in space, no one can hear the machines
Right, I want ten thousand steel beams at my desk by four
No, not literally, where would I put them?
We′re thrilled you picked us, we're here to bring you a brilliant new career
Yes, it′s true that the terms of your servitude are a little bit unclear
But don't fear the years you'll be spending here, you′re a lifelong pioneer!
You′re entering planetfall to a planet full of resources
Your contract calls that your life revolves around rounding up and exporting
And if you happen upon our previous ones, well, it's your job to report it
Take inventory of the spent debris, but best to leave any corpses
No time for grief, so take relief in this briefing
These core values, FICSIT needs you believing
You′d better learn them if you want to be leaving
But if you miss it, then we'll keep on repeating
Construct!
Rebrand that land before you as a grandiose factory floor
Automate!
Command it to handle it, so you′re free to construct more
Explore!
You'll fall to a world of wonders that none have seen before
Exploit!
Convert that fertile earth to a furnace for churning ore
Flora and fauna, forced to the boundaries
Par for the course when your sport′s tearing down trees
Pounding them down into powder to power these
Towers you've founded to round our accounts
Seize bountiful mountains of countless amounts
Each ground into compounds bound for the foundries
Sound of it drowns out the howls of the foul beasts
Ousted and out for revenge, so look out
Deep down underground, a fortune awaits
We've just got to burn down what′s in the way
How fortunate that you have opted to stay
With your life on the bottom line for our pay
So slave away and save the day
In place of wage, you′ll pave the way
Stay in the black with shades of grey
Keep sending stacks, you'll get back someday
We enterprise and synergise
You improvise and synthesise
To bring supplies and tint the skies
With inky spires as chimneys rise
The market cannot be denied
We couldn′t stop it if we tried
That natural snapshot that you prize
Is simply profit in disguise
Drop a thousand rods in the pod
Ship them off, don't stop and move on to the Modular Frames
The Rotors and Cables
The table says we are waiting on lots of Crates
And if we haven′t got enough on your plate
Well, we haven't got enough of the plates!
And the state of the Caterium isn′t great
So fill the elevator by end of the day
Mother Nature is minted, it's evident
If we're her kids, then what is the precedent?
Where there′s a will, there′s a way to inheritance
Whether we killed her or not is irrelevant
No defense for delay, it's expensive
So pay up, foreclosure′s a moment away
Financially, we're fine actually
So contractually say it again!
Construct!
An industrial wonderland with a hundred belts to ride on
Automate!
Set beams to plunder and then find somewhere else to siphon
Explore!
There′s a whole ton of funds to be funnelled under that horizon
Exploit!
So tear it asunder with thunderous, sulfurous pyres and pylons
This is a FICSIT reminder!
It's a lizard-doggo-eat-lizard-doggo world out there
But that doesn′t mean it won't also try and eat you
So be careful
Those uniforms aren't cheap
You′ve been hurled without leave to build worlds without leaves
Scorch the earth, burn the trees, crush the birds, squash the bees
Yes, the customer may moan, kicking creatures from their home
But they′ll scream and rant and rave if they don't get their mobile phone
You may think that it′s a lot, slaying nature so our stocks gain
You may rethink extinction when your neck is on the Blockchain
All things bright and beautiful, all creatures great and small
Will be scanned and logged and processed for the shareholder's bankroll
It′s a little bit of sweat, a little bit of toil
And a big blind eye to the wildlife spoiled
If they go the way of the dinosaur
What you crying for? We're just making oil!
So the seas may boil and the skies might burn
But we′ll reap the spoils of the prize you've earned
No quarrel, it's morally grey, just quarry away
Morals make for downturn
Mother nature ought to be
Hung, drawn and quarterly
Diced up and torn to pieces, export and reset
Our big spreadsheet says more for me
Unlike a life, a price is dependable
Cutting expenses to keep you expendable
Spreading our message, we made you a prophet
So make us a profit, we′ll grant you ascension
All manner of valuables need our attention
The fact that there′s animals ain't worth a mention
If there′s a creator, I guess in a sense then
That we are a case of divine intervention
Beyond the heavens, there is revenue to glean
So turn that greens to black and we can turn it back to green
Tax law is more lax for planets unseen
And in space, no one can hear the machines
Right, I want ten thousand steel beams at my desk by four
No, not literally, where would I put them?
Writer(s): Quinlan Stuwe, Gregory James Holgate Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
