Song Description

Ah the glorious SUV, the quintessential symbol of American egotistical excess. And yet another example of a completely unnecessary product developed for status-seeking lemmings who are carting around nothing but themselves and a large quantity of air. No wonder the rest of the world wants to see us crash and burn. Is there ANY reason why someone who is not a contractor or who has to haul around children and the mentally handicapped on day trips should own one of these gas-guzzling Bloatmobiles? Is there? IS THERE? (I mean...besides the need to own something because every other mindless drone on the block owns one.) The one thing that I will be happy about as the full effects of Peak Oil hit us like a stealth tsunami is the crestfallen look on the faces of people whose entire paycheck has to go into their tank so they can drive to work to be able to buy the next tankfull! I won't be laughing long...but I will be laughing deeply!

Lyrics

It?s all going to go away

so use up all you can today

Hoard all the manna of progress you find,

suck it all down ?til it makes you go blind

You were drinking your ambrosia and feeding on the fat

as the dinner bell of plenty started ringing flat.

You were basking in the sweetness of luxury and leisure,

wading in the excrement of unconscionable pleasure

Buy a thing, another thing, and then some things to house them,

eat the leaves and gnaw the roots and suck the juicy stems.

Frivolous and carefree, living second to second?

(the skeletal hand of the future now beckons).

Spend your way to nowhere with debts you?ll never manage

Soulless and rapacious and mindless of the damage

Driving towards the better life (always one purchase farther)

down a road paved with all the lives our countries bartered

Driving by in my SUV.

The worlds is a playground for your appetites,

as long as it feels good it must be right.

And little dark people are working so hard

so you can max out your fat credit card.

You have hungers and desires the past could not imagine

and you don?t see how your consumption fans the fires of famine.

Images flicker on the screen that speak of desperation

caused by the sick desires of a fat decadent nation.

Watch them die on my big TV.