IRC-Galleria

can someone please just tell me what happened?
I mean, first we pay for fastfood that will make us all fat and tired
so then we pay for elevators
so we wonÂ’t have to climb the three stairs up to our aparents
then we buy freakinÂ’ StairMaster machines
so we can burn away while watching someone make real food on TV
now, if that doesnÂ’t make us winners I donÂ’t know what will
I bet we would hang ourselves, if the world would just cut us the slack
and now you think maybe you should see a shrink
help you feel alive again - yeah, thatÂ’s a plan
just tell us who to pay



see, itÂ’s really all about time and choice:
the fastfood saves us enough time to squeeze lunch in exactly when we want it
the elevators save us just a little more
and the StairMaster lets us choose exactly when to walk the stairs
time is so important these days
itÂ’s becoming a fucking disease
and I guess in a way it is
since it is bound to kill us all in the end
now with all the time and money we stash away on othersÂ’ expense
I can only assume that the tickets to hell are really expensive
and for some reason
itÂ’s important to be first in line


welcome to the only Earth
please enjoy your only birth
you will learn to take more than you give
buying scars we must live with
someone sold us every scar
they somehow made us what we are
we all want that spot at 6 pm
but no one is really listening
no
not anymore
weÂ’re all too busy
buying Sex
buying War
oh
buying Self Confidence
Security
Insurance Plans
just buying More & More
as youÂ’re tearing down my world
please just try to do it gently...
(thereÂ’s still love inside for the dream that had to die)
as youÂ’re tearing down our world..