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A public service announcement followed me home the other day. I paid it nevermind. Go Away. Shits so thick you could stir it with a stick-free Teflon whitewashed presidency. We're sick of being jerked around. Wear that on your sleeve. Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord, Count your blessings. We're sick of being jerked around. We all fall down. Have you ever seen the televised St. vitus subcommittee prize Investigation dance? Those ants in pants glances. Well,look behind the eyes. It's a hallowed hollow anesthetized "save my own ass, screw these gguys" smoke and mirror lock down. Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord, Count your blessings. The Papers souldn't lie! I sigh, Not one more. It's been a bad day. Please don't take a picture. It's been a bad day. Please. We're dug in deep the price is steep. The auctioneer is such a creep. The lights went out, the oil ran dry We blamed it on the other guy Sure, all men are created equal. Heres the church, heres the steeple Please stay tuned-we cut to sequel ashes, ashes, we all fall down. Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord, Count your blessings. Embrace the lowest fear Ugh, this means war. It's been a bad day. Please don't take a picture. It's been a bad day. Please. Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord, Count your blessings. We're sick of being jerked around. We all fall down. It's been a bad day... -- One of these mornings Won't be very long You will look for me And I'll be gone -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 61.62.108.188