Drug my mind with your god, your guns and your pills. Please take our hearts and crush my will. Plug me into your plastic transmitter machine. Process me, and kill all of my dreams. All grown up now and time to move on. So with that, "cheers to tomorow's new dawn".
You've nothing to cry about, now take my hand. Soon, you'll be far off in god's land. So close your eyes and let me sing you to sleep. And please pray, for the lord your soul to keep.
On your feet, Jump to the beat. Be a good little slave.
Think with your dick, Dumb as a brick, We give you the poison you crave.
Give me a hooky beat that I can jump to, and a televised sitcom about me and you, Numb the senses, and sedate my people. Give us unfit food and a church with a steeple.
On your feet, Jump to the beat. Be a good little slave.
Think with your dick, Dumb as a brick, We give you the poison you crave.
I need less than i thought before,
For I found less is truly more.
So live above it all, above the lies,
Above their wall, Peace and Love will never die.
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