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A public service announcement followed me home the other day: I paid it, nevermind, go away!
Shit’s so thick you could stir it with a stick.
Free teflon, whitewashed presidency, we’re sick of being jerked around: wear that on your sleeve!
Broadcast me a joyful noise into the times, Lord, count your blessings…
We’re sick of being jerked around, we all fall down…
Have you ever seen the televised “St. Vitus subcommittee prize investigation dance”?
Those-ants-in-pants glances, well, look behind the eyes: it’s a hallowed, hollow, anesthesized!
Save my own ass, screw these guys, smoke and mirror, lock down…
Broadcast me a joyful noise into the times, Lord, count your blessings…
The papers wouldn’t lie, I sigh, not one more…
It’s been a bad day, please don’t take your picture…
It’s been a bad day, please…
We’re dug in the deep, the price is steep, the auctioneer is such a creep…
The lights went out, the oil ran dry, we blamed it on the other guy…
Sure, all men are created equal: here’s the church, here’s the steeple…
Please stay tuned, we cut to sequel: ashes, ashes, we all fall down…
Broadcast me a joyful noise into the times, Lord, count your blessings…
Ignore the lower fears, uh, this means war…
It’s been a bad day, please don’t take your picture…
It’s been a bad day, please…
Broadcast me a joyful noise into the times, Lord, count your blessings…
We’re sick of being jerked around, we all fall down…
It’s been a bad day, please don’t take your picture…
It’s been a bad day, please…