Lyrics:

Choose Life. Choose A Job. Choose A Career. Choose A Family.
choose A Fucking Big Television, Choose Washing Machines,
cars, Compact Disc Players And Electrical Tin Openers.
choose Leisurewear And Matching Luggage.
choose A Three-Piece Suite On Hire Purchase In A Range Of Fucking Fabrics.
choose Diy And Wondering Who The Fuck You Are On A Sunday Morning.
choose Sitting On That Couch Watching Mind-Numbing,
spirit-Crushing Game Shows, Stuffing Fucking Junk Food Into Your Mouth.
choose Rotting Away At The End Of It All,
pishing Your Last In A Miserable Home,
nothing More Than An Embarrassment To The Selfish, Fucked-Up Brats You Have Spawned To Replace Yourself.
choose Your Future. Choose Life.

i Chose Not To Choose Life I Chose Something Else.