Choose Life (Radio Version) [Feat. Ewan McGregor]
Lyrics
Choose life.
Choose a job.
Choose a career.
Choose a family,
Choose a fucking big television
Choose washing machines, cars,
Compact disc players, and electrical tin openers.
Choose good health, low cholesterol
And dental insurance.
Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments.
Choose a starter home.
Choose your friends.
Choose leisure wear and matching luggage.
Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase
In a range of fucking fabrics.
Choose DIY and wondering who you
Are on a Sunday morning.
Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing
Sprit-crushing ga me shows
Stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth.
Choose rotting away at the end of it all,
Pishing you last in a miserable home
Nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish,
Fucked-up brats
You have spawned to replace yourself.
Choose your future. Choose life.
Writer(s): JEPTHER MCCLYMONT, MICHAEL TAYLOR, NORBERTH CLARKE, JEPTHER WASHINGTON MCCLYMONT, MICHAEL GEORGE TAYLOR, NORBERTH ASHLEY CLARKE
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Royalty Network, Downtown Music Publishing
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