In the end it comes down to this
Want, want, want for a blanket of material bliss

Can you love it?
Does it gleam?
Feel it rid the heart of ideals

This is a vegetative state
It's a vegetative state
A vegetative state

What you gather - is that all you're worth?
Playing catch up with opulence
Want. Want. Want.

A get-out clause
Away from the dregs
Leave the dogs to borrow, steal and beg

This is a vegetative state
It's a vegetative state
A vegetative state

I'd llike to know who they're fucking kidding
When they call this a classless society?

I'd like to know why the weight of the law is brought down
When desperation knocks you off course?

Not in the vegetative state

I'd like to know how the high-rolling movers
Manoeurve around the rules?

I'd like to know why "opportunity for all"
Remains a worthless slew of words

This is a begetative state

I'd like to know

Uncivilised - that's me
A mongrel too
A botteom-feeder who sees right through

This is a vegetative state
It's a vegetative state
A vegetative state