I'm tired of wasting forty wasted hours a week
ruining my poor health
to enrich my next week
I no longer want to waste my time for the simple purpose of earning a living
I no longer want to think about money, it has become an illness
I am anti-materialist, material attracts evil
I have no need to make a list of what it takes for me to be normal
I'm allergic to routine and anything that starts again
It makes me completely sick to be forced to to do the unconscious (to be obliged to do the unconscious)
but the more this goes on, the more I have these responsibilities (these responsibilities)
which force me to go to work which forces me to stop playing
and since the beginning of time we have been slaves to money
which leads us by the end of our noses
by damned pieces of paper
the human being is not a machine programmed to work too much
you shouldn't wait for depression
there are times when you have to stop
poverty is just a word that the rich invented
to distinguish themselves from others to be above society
rich in money poor in values
rich in misfortunes or poor in fear
money does not buy happiness
it is the source of our misfortunes (it is the source of our misfortunes)
but the more it goes and the more I have of these responsibilities (of these responsibilities)
which force me to go to work
which forces me to stop playing
It's been 22 years of sigh I'm still asking myself this question
what am I going to do with my future
I need to stop being an idiot
I need to find a good job auto home family life
but I think that I am not on the right track
for this model of normal life
there are a few rare exceptions which are very very well paid
who do not engage in prostitution
who do not pretend to be pampered
but for most of the other pawns
who earn barely enough eat
an ordeal awaits them every time they go to work