Well, the judge is in the bedroom
Dancing to the blues
While Nike's in the next room
Buying up the news
Go from middle class to poor
In just a single flash
Or suck the ass of aristocrats
Maybe some day
You'll own NBC
Almost no more free press patrol
You'll say what you're told
They - Hey!
Have maintained clit control
You like fingers for the facts?
How about teeth for their agenda
Watch while they chew
No informed climax for you
Bow down!
To our mink coat information
Everything else!
Is just paranoid superstition
This is only!
A formal invitation
To a ....
... Police state incarceration
Deprive, deprive
And supervise
With superficial logic
New York Times and FOX
Have the same things
In common
Can't believe what I'm
Reading now
Can't believe what I'm
Hearing now
June second, 2003
Your station has been turned over
To our company
We've already got one
Now we're allowed two
How long do you think it'll be
Before we own three
Ha-Ha!
Oh, how sweet
On 1510 a little child says,
"God Bless America"
Land of the free
Land of opportunity
Corporate news
Brings blind loyalty
The thought managers
Have found their audience
Even if it's by force
Bow down!
To our mink coat information
Everything else!
Is just paranoid superstition
This is only!
A formal invitation
To a ..
... Police state incarceration
No!! Oh, no!!
Whaaaaaa!!!!!
Kids, I remember when there was real news on the internet. I remember when I had access to thousands of international newspapers. Now what we've got is damn farce. Pravda, they used to call it, I think.
