I’m blowing a fuse, I’m shaking it down
All the verbal abuse got me running around
I’ve got nothing to lose so I’ll never be found
All these moving pictures they supply and we demand
Someone tell you what to think and how to understand
Always on the wall or in the corner of the room
Careful what you say to it, the box is full of doom
Maybe we believe, maybe we belong
I’m blowing a fuse and I’m taking it down
And I’m singing the blues with a home on the side
So whatever you choose, there’s a way to be found
And they always say good evening and good morning too
And the weather out there is clearly everyone’s concern
And for other it’s fun to watch who we kill and who we burn
They tell you nothing here but everybody knows
How to walk and what to wear and how to strike a pose
Style and smile and health and wealth, the kingdom of the wise
Drugging all the masses but you do it in disguise
Everybody lies
The enemy knows
So I’m blowing a fuse and I’m shaking the ground
And I’m just a recluse but I’m all over town
And I’m taking the pills and I’m drinking them down
There is no escape, there will be no early warning
Will there be a second coming or will he just be passing through?
And we like to send out our message to the universe
Everybody’s sober but I’ll have another line
Always taking limos but you can’t afford the ride
Why you chasing women when there’s someone on the side?
You can go and party but I’d rather be alone
Even when you’re here, the enemy knows
So I’m blowing a fuse and I’m taking the town
I’m watching the news but I can’t hear a sound
I’ve got nothing but skills but I’d rather lay down
Won’t you come and lay down
