Watsinitforme

My sibling followed the path
to Watsinitforme
A millionaire became she
and thanked her god devoutly
Another sibling was freaked out
by Watsinitforme
A drug addict became he
Looking for a pot to pee

My cousin jumped on the truck
of Watsinitforme
A rich man became he
(of the corporate deity)
Another cousin went along
with Watsinitforme
A jailbird became she
A recidivist-to-be

And me, i'm trying to live
in WatsinitforWe
A hundredaire is what i be
And i gets what i need
Yes, i gets what i need
(except for love, y'see)
Love is hard to come by
in the land of that-ain't-free

So i'm short on love
(plus doctoring and "security")
But still i'll just worry
about the we, and not the me
There's lonely rich and lonely poor
The common theme is misery
Yes, everyone is poor in the land
of Watsinitforme