Idiot Box           
             
You keep your riches and I'll sew my stiches 
You can't make me think like you 
Mundane I've got a message for all those who think 
That they can etch his words inside my brain T.V., what do I need? 
Tell me who to believe! What's the use of autonomy when a button does it all 
Who've seen the fuckin eye ache too 
It's time to step away from cable train 
And when we finally see the subtle light 
This quirk in evolution will begin to let us live and recreate T.V. 
What should I see? Tell me who should I be? 
Let's do our mom a favor and drop a new god off a wall 
Let me see past the fatuous knocks 
I've gotta rid myself of this idiot box! 
Let you see past the feathers and flocks, and help me plant a bomb in this idiot box! 
From the depths of the sea to the tops of the trees to the seat of a lazy boy... 
Staring at a silver screen!!

             
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