Lyric Idiot Box

You keep your riches and I ll sew my stitches,
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?
So listen up,
glisten up closely 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 do I need?
Tell me who to believe!
Whats the use of autonomy
when a button does it all?
T.V., what should I see?
Tell me who should I be?
Lets 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!!