LYRIC FOR SALE

By Two Kats

You can’t choose when your born
You can’t choose when you die
Can’t choose your brain matter
and shouldn’t even try
Can’t choose your chemistry
Can’t choose your cast of mind
You cannot choose your past
You cannot press rewind

chorus
But you can choose paper or plastic
Like George Carlin used to say
They let choose the little things
You think you’re free that way

Can’t choose your digestion
Or your character traits
Can’t choose the things you love
Can’t choose the things you hate
Can’t choose your intentions
Can’t choose what people say
Can’t choose the whole process
That put you here today (chorus)

Don’t choose your eye color
Or the shade of your skin
Didn’t choose to be born
in slavery to sin
Can’t choose your allegiance
You cannot choose your sign
Can’t choose a goddamned thing
Mister, I ain’t lying (chorus)