Pavlov hits me with bad news Every time I answer the So I and I sing and I just let it ring All day I'm at home
A de facto choice of Or microcosmic But, baby, any way you it I'm thinkin' I could just as soon use the time
Yes, the have gone global And the are shredding files And the [unverified] and the republic Are flashing their toothy
And Uncle Tom is posing for a photo op the Oval Office clan And Sam is rigging cockfights in the Promised Land And that knife you stuck in my back is still It pinches a little when I and moan And days I'm thinkin' I could just as soon use the time alone
'Cuz all the wrong people have the power of And the freedom of the press is If nobody a question, I mean, causation by definition Is such a complex compilation of
That to even try, to say why, is to But that's a far cry, isn't it, From acting like the only one there Unrepentantly self-centered and
Enter all scrambling for the scoop Exit Mr. Eye who took his flirt and flew the coop But whatever, no matter, no trips, no fishin' Mamma's officially out of commission
And did I mention in there Did I mention somewhere in there that I traded Ruth? Yes, I traded the only player was bigger than the game And I can't even tell you why 'cuz think I'm insane And the truth
And the music industry mafia is pimping power Sniping off their sharpshooter singles from Styrofoam towers And hip-hop is tied up in the back room with a logo stuffed in mouth 'Cuz the master's tools never dismantle the master's house
But then I'm getting away myself As I get closer and closer to And days I'm thinkin' I could just as use the time alone
An' I admit, today, my inner pessimist Seems to have got the of me We start out sugared up on Kool-aid and destiny And we memorize all the president's names like little trained
And we're spit into the world So many spiny-eyed TV of unraveling the military industrial mystery Preemptively pacified history book history
An' been around the world now And I can see about America The mind is steep here, man The myopia is deep
And behold, those that try to expose the Who really try to democracy Are shot with rubber and gassed off the streets While the global power brokers are kept and discreet Behind a wall, behind a moat and is all, that's all she wrote
An' my heart an [unverified] 'Cuz just couldn't care, care, care, less, less, less As long as every day is Bowl Sunday And larger than women in lingerie Are pouting at us from every bus She loves me, she loves me not, she loves me, she me not
And "Big should not stand between a man and his money" "What's good for business is good for the country" Our children still that lie like communion The same old line the used on the union
Conjugate liberty libertarian and medicate it Associate it with deregulation, We even know we're slaves on a corporate plantation say hallelujah, somebody say damnation
'Cuz the profit system the path of least resistance And the of least resistance Is what makes the crooked it serpentine
Capitalism is the devil's wet So just give me my Garland drugs and let me get back to work 'Cuz the Empire State building is the building in New York And I got the feeling you just liked to hear it fall off your tongue
But I my name in your mouth And I don't I was done hearing it close to my ear On a way to a moan But Pavlov me with more bad news every time I answer the phone So I play and I sing and I just let it ring all day when I'm at
A de facto choice of macro or microcosmic But, baby, any way you it I'm thinkin' I could as soon use The alone