07 Jun 2007 04:30 pm

Life in the world bade you to react,
But now does hope in the future give your life it’s gas?
Yet nothing’s gained in the blame, you’ve just switched the track
So when you’re old, you know no better
You’re just a victim of your past
All the rituals as your ideals, one day will passYou got no reason to be believing that you’ll better your old man
Got you DVD and your MP3 and your TV on demand
You go extreme, you bob and weave, your network has no spam
Your deep sarcasm does into spasm, whenever you hear one’s plan

Life after dark is where its at
The world of work seems so bleak a slow death pack
But making money opens doors, gets your life on track
And then soon your someone older a career is a fact
So does religion give you comfort a way to recast

You keep on moving you’re always grooving silence is a drag
Got your DVD and your MP3 and your quasi minivan
Technology, you trust and flee, you’re an addict and a fan
As in the matrix, Fight Club and such flicks, you sense all’s a sham

I don’t know if I will be there, my heart is true
I don’t know if you’ll be there some love is cruel
I don’t know if you’ll be there it’s up to you
Life is much of what you make it, don’t make it cruel
Life is much as how you take it, I take it smooth

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