All the little seeds that you sowed In the dark are fully grown Fully sparked they’re all the rage In the machine age With their halogen hate and Their space-age face They’ve come to take you down Take your place
Dirty film clip loop Retrograde crap shoot Never know what you’ll find In the back of your mind the gap Between the truth telling lies Purple static hazed eyes Turn it off, kill the light Turn it out, what’s the score I’m not blind but I can’t see shit anymore
Wanna spread my smear all across your ears Sing star-spangled tatter chant chatter cheer
Everything is coming to a boiling point your gun at the eye of the sun and your daughters on the run across your Screen-burned wasteland where the liar lies down with the lamb For a scam, what’s the score I’m not blind but I can’t see shit anymore
Do you want to be free or do you want to be right?
