He looks back to the days when the lyrics and chords meant everything   these days he stares at the screen so complacent and without dreams      change, but he can't hide it - that's the story of an average man   he needs goods and services for which he pays a premium   just a display for his neighbors dot-comers who earned a fortune      change, but we can't hide it - that's the story of an average man   take us to our cubicles today   and it's the hell we make o.k.    nobody cares, nobody cares, no one cares about the average man      burnt toast at 6 a.m. it's not gourmet, but it's adequate    waste away precious hours in front of the flat screen monitor      change, but you can't hide it - that's the story of an average man   take us to our cubicles today   and it's the hell we make o.k.    nobody cares, nobody cares, no one cares about the average man      just when you think you've got everything you've got nothing at all      take us to our cubicles today   take us to our cubicles today   take us to the hell we made   take us to the hell we made      can we escape? can we escape?    how can we escape the hell we've made?   can we escape? can we escape?