Yea! You know Iím paranoid,
Whining mechanisms electric voices like a star wars droid
And I still dont know me!
Eyes of Baudrillard, televised war on the TV screen.
Sinkin in the shadow of a bourgeoisie hyper-reality,
Watchin all the stars like astronomy, through the telescope,
Crack a joke have a toke, smile deceptively, trade in hypocrisy!
Hyper-reality, televised war on the TV screen
Fuel the need for the war machine.
Hyper-reality, televised war on the computer screen.
Bring the feed for the cash machine.
Generative principles, bow to goals
New age capitalist,
Tony Robbins burnt incense, saved you from a slit wrist,
Hit this like a snakes hiss, a pistol on a roll, black market third world hole.
Take a happy snap, happy heresy, storm troop through the gates
Of brand infidelity.
Still smiling, dialing, marketing deceptively, yea baby its democracy!
Now youíre just a contestant,
Blasted! By a megaphone,
Branded guilt commercial clone,
Sown! Are the seeds of cash, grab the stash,
But donít pass go!
Cos bro! Its all democracy,
Find zero consciousness in real TV!
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