It’s Not Worth It
That job you do, all day, all week, all year
To pay a tax, buy a thing,
maybe a new car, or another diamond ring
It’s not worth it
But in this world we must pay to be alive
I know
To pay the rent, the food, the gas
But did you ever stop
And step off
And wonder . . . when did that start?
And why?
Have we always paid to be alive?
Who do the forest-dwelling natives of New Guinea pay?
What is their currency?
Our current sea
floating $$$ drowning debt
awash in toys and trucks
Hobby Lobby Walmart Disney
amusing ourselves . . .
. . . the Chinese love us . . .
to death
Hit the bottle, the pill, the porn
Retail therapy
Stress sells!
Hot off the presses new drug, new game, old tricks
Step right up
Shrink your head
Obamacare will pay
Promise you’ll be having fun again in no time
Circus coming to town
Celebrate!
Rinse, repeat
Back to school
ring around the rosy
Now sit still, now jump to the bell, now skip to my Lou
Simon says!
