I kneel to you when you preach to me
you're my god you're my tv you control
what I say you control what I hear you control
what I see my whole existence revolves
around this cable to my mind
it's thought parole, population control
it's slavery of mankind
under their control!
and you're loving their control!
don't question the forces
that govern your miserable life
don't seek out the answers
that void your empty life
cause this melancholy vision is just a brief episode
in this game called reality
it's somethin' I've been trying so hard to figure out