Get it done and/or take over Goal-direction for life-recipes And it sells or it smells Market the crap out Of your selfhood Gain promise and break lives That will gain the trust Of the faceless passive voices That feast upon your choices And earn their compound retirement On the back of your guilt, buried under the top line While the bottom is fed by those you can't bear To look at And that's leisure and desire and natural selection Darwin couldn't have managed it better You and the administrators of organized cultural business Get to choose who comes next And it's your children, whether they like it or not