text: What shall we use
  To fill the empty
  Spaces
  Where waves of hunger roar?
  Shall we set out across this sea of faces
  In search of more and more applause?
  Shall we buy a new guitar?
  Shall we drive a more powerful car?
  Shall we work straight through the night?
  Shall we get into fights?
  Leave the lights on?
  Drop bombs?
  Do tours of the East?
  Contract diseases?
  Bury bones?
  Break up homes?
  Send flowers by phone?
  Take to drink?
  Go to shrinks?
  Give up meat?
  Rarely sleep?
  Keep people as pets?
  Train dogs?
  Race rats?
  Fill the attic with cash?
  Bury treasure
  Store up leisure
  But never relax at all?
  With our backs to the wall