End Result Lyrics - The Feeding Of The 5000 - Crass

I am a product, I am a symbol of endless 

Hopeless, fruitless, aimless games 

I'm a glossy packages on the supermarket shelf 

My contents aren't fit for human consumption 

I could tragically injure your perfect health 

My ingredients will seize up your body function 

I'm the dirt that everyone walks on 

I am the orphan nobody wants 

I am the stair carpet everyone walks on 

I am the leper nobody wants to touch much 

I am a sample. I am a scapegoat of useless 

Future less, endless, mindless ideas 

I'm a number on the paper you file away 

I'm a portfolio you stick in the drawer 

I'm the fool you try to scare when you say 

"We know all about you, of that you can be sure" 

Well, I don't want your crazy system 

I don't want to be on your files 

Your temptations I try to resist them 

'Cos I know what hides beneath your smiles, it's best 

I am a topic, I am subject a for useless 

Future less, endless, mindless debates 

You think up ways that you can hide 

From the naive eyes of your figurehead 

But don't you find that it ain't easy? 

Wouldn't you love to see me dead? 

Your answer is to give me treatment 

For crying out when you give me pain 

Leave me with no possible remnant 

You poke your knives into my brain 

You send me insane I am an example 

I'm no hero of the great, intelligent, magnificent human race 

I'm part of the race that kills for possessions 

Part of the race that's wiping itself out 

I'm part of the race that's got crazy obsessions 

Like locking people up, not letting them out 

I hate the living dead and their work in factories 

They go like sheep to their production lines 

They live on illusions, don't face the realities 

All they live for is that big blue sign, it says, it says 

"I'm bored, bored, bored, bored"