Land of the %$#@, Home of the Slaves

just a bad day

As the world turns you walk together, steps locked

A mindless mass of catch phases and hooks

The blue flashes of news, nonsense and noise coming from dens, living rooms and places of rest.

Weak minds and absents spines

Religious fools and government tools

*NOW BACK TO YOUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED PROGRAMMING*

Enjoy your cheap plastic toys

Made by Chinese slaves who’s only break comes from jumping off buildings

I’m guilty as well

Only the drummer I march to is in my own head