Population Control
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 tried so hard to figure out
Ahh, for the second time today
Ahh, as we watch the world decay
Ahh, maybe it'll all just go away
Ahh, maybe it all just ought to go away