Choose life, choose a job, choose a career
Choose a family, choose a big television
Choose washing machines, cars
Compact disc players and electrical tin openers
Choose leisurewear and matching luggage
Choose a three-piece suite on hire
purchase in a range of f** fabrics
Choose DIY and wondering
who the f** you are on a Sunday morning
Choose siting on that couch watching
mind-numbing spirit-crushing game shows
Stuffing junk food into your mouth
Choose rotting away at the end of it all
P** your last in a miserable home
Nothing more than an embarrasment
to the selfish f** brats
That you spawned to replace yourself
Choose your future, choose life
I chose not to choose life, I chose something else...