Things that don't matter Learned from endless chatter I want I need I must succeed It's all about me Consume and be free Never see the trap The trap in wanting all that crap Childhoods robbed Its called a job Factory slaves With neverending days Making junk for material junkies Pandering to their flunkies Pushers in suits and ties Telling lies Their second nature To exploit any creature Soil and water, animal and tree Nothing is free Of the pollution Of materialistic solutions
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