This poem is actually a song called "Fitter Happier" by Radiohead, and it is meant to be a satirical critique of modern society's emphasis on productivity, conformity, and consumerism. The lyrics are intentionally robotic and mundane, reflecting the monotony and soullessness of modern life. However, to improve this poem, you could try incorporating more poetic language and imagery, while still retaining the satirical tone. Here's a revised version of the poem:

In this world of endless noise
We're told to be fitter, happier, more productive
To fit the mold and be comfortable
But at what cost?
No more drinks or decadent dinners
Just regular exercise at the gym
Associating with our colleagues
And eating food that won't make us dim
We drive safer cars, with babies in back seats
And sleep without the night terrors
We care for animals, and keep our friends near
While banking on our moral errors
But where's the passion, the fire, the thrill?
The childish joy and teenage angst?
We live at a better pace, with calculated skill
And tie ourselves to our work like a noose's twang
We're fitter, healthier, and more productive
But are we truly living or just surviving like a pig
In a cage on antibiotics, a frozen winter's gig?
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