Don’t take away my precious PRNDL, please!
Don’t swap the dash out for another screen.
Don’t want subscriptions just to use my keys,
my windshield wipers, the heat in my seat.
We never own the things we try to buy,
and when we do, they break down in a year.
It’s on the stream, the cloud, no copyright.
Yielding my data, scanned for every fear.
Now every product needs a fucking app.
New software updates, new special offers.
Connect to WiFi, fall into the trap.
You’ll rent your teeth, your dog, maybe your daughter.
Sorry, the final couplet is reserved
For our ultra premium customers.