Choose a way today oh boy
A way not to be let growing
In this age of plenty you've
Got a right to be left drowning

Choose the hammer to be hit
Choose a toilet to be shit
Choose the drug that you'll be loving
Yes love is real
A bad title of a song
That's too bad too
and too easy to
Learn and sing

Nothing that you'd feel to do
Would be allowed to self-following
As the river's flowing through
All these affluents of tears falling

Choose a matter to be in
A profession to act in
A dark globe without humanity
Just the one you learnt
as if it was good
but never was
let me teach you now
history as a slaughterhouse

Can you really cope with this?
Can you love with cowardice?

When harm reaches you directly
Would you dare to claim someone's help
And I know you'll do

So my friend
Take a look at your hands
Tell use from misuse
Give a shine to your shoes
Don't pretend
To support or defend
This evil trend
You know it's a dead end

And oh, Silver Surfer knows

Choose a hero to believe
A messiah to save you
To appoint your helplessness
Is it really what
Is it really what you want?
And do you still want?
Can we want ourselves, after all?

Can you really cope with this?
Can you love with cowardice?

When harm reaches you directly
Would you dare to claim someone's help
And I know you'll do

So my friend
Take a look at your hands
Tell use from misuse
Give a shine to your shoes
Don't pretend
To support or defend
This evil trend
You know it's a dead end

And oh, Silver Surfer knows

(Galactus, you're right)