Disposable Deities

tell me your name boy
tell me your big, big plans
and I’ll tell you mine
tell me your future
and I’ll give you just one chance
to tell me a lie
well best you be careful
with all those big, big plans
as yours is now mine
and I’ll stab you in the back boy
just give me one big chance
and I’ll rip out your eyes
supply and demand
the temple of man
that’s what its all about
why don’t you read about,
the coming of christ
this little device
there’s nothing left of you
all but the plastic in your eyes
all but the plastic in your eyes…
and like birds to a scarecrow
we’re gonna lend you all the trust in the world
oh we’ll watch as you scream and you shout
and we’ll pretend like we never knew
cause boy you mean nothing, nothing at all,
in this big, bad world of mine
well thank you for suffering
you’ve done us all proud-
now fuck off and die
credit
debit
turn over
variance
deposit
withdrawal
conversion
progression
growth
flux
trend
surrogate
proxy
alteration
instability
indifference
there it is again, our great deity
in full colour, high definition RGB
cold and meaningless, staring back at me
just an avatar, on a computer screen