We’re born to consume so the story goes
Eat it, buy it, take it, it’s yours
No holding back from your grandest desires
It yours, its mine, whatever we want
Whatever's in reach of your clutching grasp
You deserve it, you’ve earned it, don’t be shy now
Is this the way the plot was really written?
The story line seems to have gone astray
In the end we’re all editors, rewriting the book
Consumers consumed by the things that we took