Quacktors and Bureaucats

I don't want it honey you believe it I don't need no quacktor to tell me why I can't see it why do we believe it I don't need no quacktor to tell me why Taking all my money away, But I don't understand what the bureaucats say Keep up to my pace, crawling through the rat race I don't need no quacktor to tell me why Exploitation, inter city nation We don't need the quacktor to tell us why Oh working an assembly line But the money we make is a bureaucats slime Oh when I'm walking home Got my heart in my mouth that it hurts me yeah And I'm almost gone I know a man he won't let me know Extra extra read all about it I don't need no quacktor to tell me why They take the high road we take the no road We cannot go back to tell us why Singing on the radio waves But the man in the box He's talking no raise, so pay I don't want it honey you believe it I don't need no quacktor to tell me why, why I can't see it why do we believe it I don't need no quacktor to tell me why Oh when I'm walking home Got my heart in my mouth that it hurts me no I'm almost gone I know a man he don't let me know Oh working an assembly line But the money we make is a bureaucats slime To me, to me Oh, and what's cooking Keep on looking All the time