Every single day they’re cutting the forest down, but I don’t care as long as I have my wide-screen TV with surround sound.
And the Gulf of Mexico is turning black, just so I can fuel my unnecessarily large gas-guzzling hatchback.
This society is really lame, and because I fully buy into the bul*s#*t, one might wonder if I have a brain.
Yes, they have made me nice and tame, so I don’t question their greedy game.
Can I have some more mind-numbing chemicals in this food I’m eating, so that I can continue nicely bleeting?
I wanna be a good little sheep, fast asleep, in a pile of bul#s*#t 100 feet deep.
Don’t worry, I promise I’ll never think.
No opinions or deep thoughts will my mind keep.
Because the price is too steep (hey man, if I really tried to stop all this insanity I might have to give up my unnecessary possessions and live a simpler, genuine existence).
And we can’t have that, now can we?
If I gave up my TV, they would have a harder time brainwashing me, and my mind would decrease in stupidity.
Plus, I would have to talk to my family.
Oh the agony.