If we give the horses blinders they won't see the approaching ledge
Too much time and effort spent on just another bridge
We trust the local doctor
We trust the medicine
our child gets a scratch we give our child a BRAND NEW HEAD
We eat what's on our plate
we drink what's in our cup
We like the shiny T.V. screen it spits we lap it up
And so they push the product and they know we'll buy it
They sing a song we hum along we sing but we don't understand the words to the song
and they fill our heads with sugar coated shit
there's no need for talk when we have medicine
There's a pill for every fucked up thought and a cure for every fucked up child
When the mind starts running be sure it won't cross the finish line
and if the wanders bring it back and cage it for some time
and if it stretches it will only one day rip, to prevent excessive thought just keep it up on the shelf
And when the shelves are full
and supplies are short and quickly running out
you've got 1.000.000.000.000.000.000.000 mindless zombies and terrified horses on your hands
Oh it was a damn good plan!
Oh it was a damn good plan!