Zeros

Zeros - Minus The Bear

We are common

More than we think

And so unique

To whoever's behind the eyes

We're the zeros

Behind the billions

Assigned numbers

So specific

Wake up before

The sun

Leave your hour

To the highway

And your day to

Line the pockets

Of some man with

The softest hands

Sometimes I think

That it's all a

Sick joke on

Middle class

Keep on pushing pushing pushing

Keep your head down

And your number

Numbers up

I swear on my checkbook

You'll be up here soon

We're all counting on

Counting on you

Put your time in

And time again

Spend your weekends

Finishing dead

Years go by

Xeroxed days of

Exchanging your life

For a paycheck

Sometimes I think

That it's all a

Sick joke on

The middle class

Keep on pushing pushing pushing

Keep your head down

And your number

Numbers up

Keep your numbers up

Keep on pushing pushing pushing

Keep your head down

And your number

Numbers up

I swear on my checkbook you'll be up here soon

We're all counting on

Counting on you