Everyone has their wares

Everyone has got their wares Everyone
is out in the market everyday peddling it around everyone has got
to stay alive Everyone has to “make a
living” Our bodies demand it and that is
what the show is about
Everyone is peddling some idea as reality A shiny
copper pan is the same sell as nirvanic bliss A toaster oven
has the same promise of satisfaction as with death comes heaven
A fine wine can be as thrilling as ultimate loving pleasure
We sell it all Package it in
attractive arrangements Whether it be solid in
form or subtle in nature Its all an idea we are packaging
Our lives will be made easier We will
(yes!) Believe the promise of happiness arriving But first buy!
Buy! Buy! The materialistic point
of view is everyone’s point of view the marketplace is where we all
live Hustling to sell what might be needed to
stay alive or what might not be necessary to stay alive but is (yes,
folks!) absolutely necessary for our happiness
Happiness is at the market place Come and
buy! Deals to be had
The cost is a steal Credit
available at outrageously high interest rates Everyone can
purchase happiness No one turned away
Everyone participates in the buying and selling A
dreamers catalog, wares unlimited Its the
theater of life Its showtime!!!!!
Convincing and being convinced the hustle works again Oh, the
treasures we have bought and lost interest in while still paying the
interest for The ideas we so firmly purchased
at unbelievable cost The enthusiasm we felt

The faith so necessary to hold us to the deal Its all just
another purchase the market place is
our true church Where we will not be denied
Admission always given cause We have to stay alive Everyone has
pitched their prayers Everyone has a dream to
sell Everyone lets go to the market
today is the day of the big sale