Adaptables

To live is to collaborate All the spineless people won't capitulate Will walk again Will evacuate And stimulate And they will wait for the Man With that ridiculous fairy hand To work on their lives And to re-adjust their faith All the spineless people Will walk again Will agitate And ejaculate A great act of Sex will be lived here We will call it The Great and Only Shame We will make love to ourselves And tomorrow we will make the same All the Insect actors Want to participate Will perform again Will dissociate And fabricate And they will wait for the Director With that apocalyptic Lizard Head To review their births And invert their pains All the Insect actors (really) want to participate Will perform again Will imitate And simulate An emergency will be staged We will call it The Great Accident We will act as someone else The very ones we learnt to hate All of us the ultra-Human Wish to associate will hesitate will adequate and collaborate. A great act of Free Will will be lived here They already call it the Golden Age We will adapt and celebrate But we will perish just the same