So you think you've made it?
Flash car, house with windows?
Wife with shoes, teeth and nose?
Television that turns on and fills your head with lights?
Kitchen that cooks or warms up stuff after drunken nights?
Friends that stay for beer and football?
Never caring to say but laughing at prat falls?
Job that pays well, you never worry about a price?
Holidays that never rain and a tan that burns twice?
A lawn so green, it's chemicals put nature to shame?
An image that means something to people worthy of a name?
You sure have impressed me, with all of your fare,
But the end is coming, then no one will care.
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