choking up landfills and robbing our wallets
but keeping jobs as jobs nonetheless
the agony and irony of industry
demand, growth, demand, growth, demand, money
overpopulation populating everything
if only farming were a big time dream
a less corporate enemy and jobs in the field were desired
people fantasizing about busting out of their grey nine to five cubicles plucking and pulling under a harvest moon swaying to whatever audible pleasure their ipods designed to fail after a certain time period provides
cars, phones, green, eco bio-buy-oh! Bullshit.
doing what you love and doing it right
would we? can we?
money, money, money
money's just energy they say
but it makes the world go round
drives men mad
same as love
same as sex
where's the pill that fixes any of this? all of this? magic mushroom
will we ever get out
less is not simple
it's the solution.