This Is The Life Songtext

I built forty million miles of strip malls
And I painted the sky with aerosol
Plugged the hole in your pockets with credit cards
And clouded your eyes with sitcoms

I put the "con" in "convenience" and I string you along
Don't worry your head 'cause there ain't nothing wrong

I make tiny starving fingers sew your comfy running shoes
And I make more money than any man could ever use