Faceless men and countless women
Strive for a piece of the action.
Dead inside and unforgiven
Consumers of capitalism.
'How do you do?' becomes 'What do you do?'
Humans now valued in salaries.
Property ladders and snake-like gurus
Charm like Parisian galleries.
Self-made men and silicone women
Parade their acclaim and their status.
The world we have chosen is hollow and frozen
No wonder our children will hate us.
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