How much can we consume?
We don’t even have enough room..
For all the stuff we buy..and assume
Listen.. I don’t want to sound all gloom and doom
But we can’t take it with us to our tomb
Unless…you want someone to later exhume
In order to give you more legroom
Or to allow more flowers to bloom
Do we consume
Because we all miss the womb?
Are we trying to fill our lives with more volume?
Who are we trying to impress?
Maybe correctly speaking, its whom?
We’re creating more and more apostume
Whether you live in Khartoum
Or in the seaside village of Neum
When you die..you don’t take along your favourite perfume’
Although they may elbalm you in your best costume
In the end It all turns to Bitume
I didn’t want to create a schproum
But rather a few things to publicly allume
I will sign off now in my nom de plume
Leaving you now in a mental brume
Something to talk about in the lunch room!
Paboom!
Ducit Amore 