Pavlov hits me with more bad Every time I answer the So I play and I sing and I let it ring All day when I'm at
A de choice of macro Or melancholy But, baby, any way you it I'm thinkin' I could just as soon use the alone
Yes, the goons have gone And the are shredding files And the and the republic rats Are flashing their toothy
And Uncle Tom is posing for a photo op the Oval Office clan And Uncle Sam is cockfights in the Promised Land And that you stuck in my back is still there It pinches a little I sigh and moan And days I'm thinkin' I could just as soon use the time alone
'Cuz all the wrong people have the of suggestion And the freedom of the press is If asks 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 you're the only one Unrepentantly and unfair
all suckers scrambling for the scoop Exit Mr. Eye who took his flirt and flew the coop But whatever, no matter, no trips, no fishin' 'Cuz Mamma's 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 that was bigger the game And I can't even tell you why 'cuz think I'm insane And the truth
And the music industry is pimping girl power Sniping off their sharpshooter singles from their towers And hip-hop is tied up in the back room with a logo stuffed in mouth the master's tools will never dismantle the master's house
But then I'm away from myself As I get and closer to home And these days I'm I could as soon use the time alone
An' I admit, today, my inner pessimist to have got the best of me We start out up on Kool-aid and manifest destiny And we memorize all the president's like little trained monkeys
And then we're spit the world So many spiny-eyed TV Incapable of unraveling the industrial mystery Preemptively pacified with history history
An' been around the world now And I can see this America The mind control is here, man The myopia is deep
And behold, those try to expose the reality Who try to realize democracy Are shot with bullets and gassed off the streets While the global power are kept clean and discreet Behind a wall, a moat and that is all, that's all she wrote
An' my heart beats an 'Cuz just couldn't care, care, care, less, less, less As long as day is Super Bowl Sunday And larger than life women in Are pouting at us from every bus She loves me, she me not, she loves me, she loves me not
And "Big government not stand between a man and his money" 'Cuz "What's good for is good for the country" Our children still take that lie communion The same old line the confederacy used on the
Conjugate into libertarian and medicate it it with deregulation, privatization We won't know we're slaves on a corporate plantation say hallelujah, somebody say damnation
'Cuz the profit system follows the path of least And the path of resistance Is what the river crooked Makes it
Capitalism is the devil's wet So just me my Judy 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 to hear it fall off your tongue
But I remember my in your mouth And I don't think I was done it close to my ear On a whispers way to a But Pavlov hits me more bad news every time I answer the phone So I play and I sing and I let it ring all day when I'm at home
A de facto of macro or microcosmic melancholy But, baby, any way you it I'm thinkin' I could just as use The time