There's a backside on the LEGO head you spin around and show
When you're checking on the internet or heading down the coast
I would love to see the face you wear relaxed at home alone
But I doubt you have the nerve
It's not our anniversary, just later in the night
Have I met you half an hour ago or known you all my life?
And tomorrow will I wake up and decide you're not my type
To write the history the world deserves?
These faces are so counterfeit I start feel the same
And if you got nothing out of it you wouldn't know my name
I'm a person first and not a trophy everybody totes or puts away
There is sawdust in the engine
Keeps the engine ripe to sell
And when there's sawdust in the engine
Everybody thinks the engines running well
Is it running well?
Are you working on the balance or do you just like to check?
Are you carrying the kittens out or biting at their necks?
Do you live utilitarian and stop to self reflect
Or are you the only person you serve?
'Cause I sorted my priorities and made them all my friends
In suburban Philadelphia when I was still at Fenn's
You know I thought I'd find my people here, I wonder where they went
God forbid that I'm behind the curve
There is sawdust in the engine
Keeps the engine ripe to sell
And when there's sawdust in the engine
Everybody thinks the engines running well
Oh they're comin'
Out the wormwood
Out the woodwork
'Cause it could work
But is it good work?
Is it good work?
You don't have to stick your chest out to me, man
I don't care about your posture
You don't have to stick your neck out for me, man
I don't need the care you foster
'Cause that hole that you dug,
You can fill, through and through
Just do what you love,
And I'll love what you do
It's no fucking bluff
There's enough here for all of us to prosper
It's no fucking bluff
There's enough here for all of us