living in society where objects are material
feel like i need a gold spoon just to eat my cereal
wipe the sweat with a twenty but it wont erase the look
both eyes staring, i already bit the hook
drink your coffee, expect me to fill your cup
if you really wanted to change, you'd get a job and give that shit up
cause even a million bucks wont ever be enough
get off stage, your 15 fifteen minutes are up
an abrupt hault, on all your foreign contacts
deal with the devil without understanding the contracts
writing off your soul for a better tax return
breathing out only to help pass the germ
this isnt a game show and u cant phone a friend
contestants are scared to ever go home again
cause everybody in the world fell in love regis
they prolly believe him over spoken words from jesus
i dont believe this, an all expense paid trip
to the unemployment line cause i quit the day shift

so you wanna be a millionaire well it'll take more than 3 life lines
wanna get rich quick, bitch it'lltake more than 3 life times
all the money in the world, you still wouldnt know how to fight crime
how you gonna get shit done by sitting on the sideline
so who wants to kill a millionaire, i do,
cause you couldnt be as broke as me even if you tried to

the answer must be read in the form of a question
next contestant sitting in the back section
ready to play the price is right twice at night
cause we like to keep the game nice and tight
try to boost ratings for commercial appeal
sell out no matter how contraversial it feels
it's not reality it's just better editing
cancel your show then your life, it's all unsettling
never crediting those who really deserved it
tell me it's not my right, but i guess just reserved it
the clock is ticking so go ahead and spin the wheel
and if you're lucky enough you just might catch a steal
you better buy a consenant and then maybe a vowel
f u to pat sajack after i won a beach towel
dont have a cow, you havent won anything yet
the odds are against you and i'm not willing take the bet
filled with regret for taking door number 2
without the mystery box the crowd wouldnt know what to do
take it away johnny and tell em what they've won
a night with bob barker so you can try to make a son

i'll let vanna white light up the board for some rowdyness
wanna be the first contestant killed in front of an audience
keep your hands on the buzzer it's the daily doudle
no weaker opponets ever gonna pay me trouble
just act dumb while the world grow is growin older
not even 21 but i'm the closest without going over
this isnt for pride, you just want a new car
cant trust the crowd cause they're almost as stupid as you are
finally gone too far in trying to please the sponsor
and now you've turned into some kind of ugly corporate monster
getting suckers to answer questions that arent really that hard
while trebek acts smart reading answers off a card
theres so many prizes, based on what you wager
how about a months worth of service on your brand new broken pager
if thats not enough, how bout a trip to hawaii
paid for everything but thats there way of trying to buy me
without spending a dime there was a lesson to find
tempting me with a mountain of money to big to even climb
it was down to a final question, hoping what i say is right
this always end in death and i said what is life

i'd like to solve puzzle but the pieces never fit
they wanna see how far i'll go before i say i quit
lit my cigarette and made my way down the isle
took a commercial break you better not change that dial
i wont even smile even though i'm on tv
cause its not like anyone in the audience can actually see me
i'm in 3-d being displayed in color
making viewers at home want to hate one another
i stand at my podium body fully alert
that the crowd is there to help me do my work
but they're all just shouting as loud as they can
trying to carry his voice over the next man
survey says you suck with 3 red x's
trying to get answers out of dead contestants