When you finish a nice degree that´s never gonna help to bring food to your tacky table
then drop your job because you went to paris to find what everybody says is infalible
love and glamour...
your boyfriend left you because you´re not good enought in sex and money
your best friends avoid listening at you cuz they are way to focused in their useless art
never good for living
but yet sex and beauty is whort it in this vanitiy society
is time to say good bye to those who loved you and bring you to life
become an earthy greenpeace gymbory boy scout and go to the jungle finding a real meaning for your easy life
it´s not about the nice fair trade cofee you buy in a cafeteria by Machupichu
not even about living a month in a poor community helping the guys with the corn
it´s about real meaning and peace
find yourself in a can of diet coke and don´t think how sure is if it´s diet or not
calories are like neurons
the less you have the dumbest you become
we´re in a contest of success and unhapiness
promoting media values that scratch our society in pieces of selfishness and cocain
we need heroes to became a happy world such as Aldous Huxsley wrote
but this poem is not about changing the world
the humanity is dead and poor of soul
this is about you dealing with the guy in the penthouse with a nice swimming suit
it´s about stoping having sex for 1 month because your cock deserves a brake
you´re so bored, so lonely and depress that search for fresh juicyu meat is your satisfaction
we are ment to find peace in our heart
let´s eat vegetables and watch love stories
let´s play like kids and smell vic vaporrup
vic wasn´t made to put it in your hole to get more turn on...
such as popper is not ment to use for open it and recieve the 12 inches cock you watch in gaydar.uk
there´s more in life than porn and crack
we need to stay quiet until we think what´s the best to say in any circumstance
so for now on, until we find a job and a quiet sin
let´s look for work instead of men trought the mornings
let´s make nice food full of rice and avocado
and let´s smoke a joint with the ones we love the most
let´s laught with life and not of them who have it whorst
one day we become proud persons who enjoy life and sex
without poppers, drugs or pork
until then... keep smiling in a real way
perhaps lots of time life sucks and we have to find the way to deal with the sprinke in your face.
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