Pavlov hits me more bad news Every time I answer the So I and I sing and I just let it ring All day when I'm at
A de choice of macro Or melancholy But, baby, any way you it I'm I could just as soon use the time alone
Yes, the goons have gone And the CEO's are shredding And the and the republic rats Are flashing their toothy
And Tom is posing for a photo op with the Oval Office clan And Uncle Sam is cockfights in the Promised Land And knife you stuck in my back is still there It pinches a little I sigh and moan And these days I'm thinkin' I could just as use the time alone
'Cuz all the people have the power of suggestion And the freedom of the press is If nobody asks a question, I mean, by definition Is a complex compilation of factors
That to even try, to say why, is to But that's a far cry, it, dear? From like you're the only one there self-centered and unfair
Enter all suckers scrambling for the Mr. Eye Contact who took his flirt and flew the coop But whatever, no matter, no fishin' trips, no Mamma's officially out of commission
And did I mention in somewhere Did I mention somewhere in that I traded Babe Ruth? Yes, I traded the only player that was than the game And I can't even tell you why you'd think I'm insane And the truth
And the music industry mafia is pimping girl Sniping off their sharpshooter singles their Styrofoam towers And hip-hop is tied up in the back room with a logo in it's mouth 'Cuz the master's tools will dismantle the master's house
But I'm getting away from myself As I get closer and to home And days I'm thinkin' I could just as soon use the time
An' I must admit, today, my pessimist to have got the best of me We out sugared up on Kool-aid and manifest destiny And we memorize all the president's names like little monkeys
And we're spit into the world So many spiny-eyed TV Incapable of unraveling the military industrial Preemptively pacified with history book
An' I've been the world now And I can see this about The control is steep here, man The is deep here
And behold, those that try to expose the Who try to realize democracy Are shot with rubber and gassed off the streets While the power brokers are kept clean and discreet Behind a wall, behind a moat and is all, that's all she wrote
An' my heart beats an 'Cuz folks just couldn't care, care, care, less, less, As long as every day is Bowl Sunday And larger than life in lingerie Are pouting at us from every bus She loves me, she loves me not, she loves me, she me not
And "Big government should not between a man and his money" "What's good for business is good for the country" Our still take that lie like communion The same old line the confederacy on the union
Conjugate liberty into and medicate it Associate it with deregulation, We won't even know we're slaves on a corporate Somebody say hallelujah, somebody say
'Cuz the profit system follows the path of least And the path of resistance Is what makes the river it serpentine
Capitalism is the wet dream So just give me my Garland drugs and let me get back to work 'Cuz the Empire State is the tallest building in New York And I always got the feeling you just liked to hear it fall off tongue
But I my name in your mouth And I don't think I was done hearing it to my ear On a whispers way to a But hits me with more bad news every time I answer the phone So I and I sing and I just let it ring all day when I'm at home
A de choice of macro or microcosmic melancholy But, baby, any way you it I'm thinkin' I could just as use The alone