Once, I saw a hamster pedaling frantically on little feet Why, I asked, do you strive? Rest, little beast, your chore is pointless.
Ignoring me, it cried Life's a bitch, and then you die I keep the wheel spinning And it permits me to live I don't remember how I got here, Only that I cannot stop.
Pedal, little hamster, pedal Put more coins in the golden pig, We rest when we die.