We get some bones the dogs didn’t want
We know what you’ll say so just don’t
We get some nice music from your studio
And really nice soc-vision video
Economically speaking
We are the secondary consumers
Scattered around different containers
Underbridge death entertainers
And it’s really not our fault
We are sort of under default
On your roaring statistic scales
Of whatever remains or prevails
Note: ‘secondary consumers’ is a viable economic term for people who use used-up products
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