In the pan of life
We twist and fry
Defying the fact that we're mortal
Unending the days of wage slavery
Living for the future.
One weekend at a time
Life could be grand
Utopia - achievable
Tucking the future beasts of burden into bed you think
And the myriad of moments slip away
Under a starry sky
You dream
They can'take this away
Can they?
It's the pain and the cure
Of existence