The Front Page

When looking at the Front Page of the internet
You can bet that i’ve Reddit and I’m quite upset
At all the people using their peepholes
To talk about whats legal and who should be equal
They drop a nickel to the fickle politician
And sees his decision turn into a mission
So this is my mission statement
Your daily headlines are the ones that need saving
Get out of my business, I assure you it’s free
Unlike those loans for a college degree
When at 18 I simply make nine-fifty
Baking bread at the bakery in New York City
It’s a pity hospitality has turned shitty
Write Santorum: «Can I please call ya Ricky?»
Aww i’m sorry I’m a little bit picky
I didn’t start the fire so try to come bic me
When I was just a little boy, My mama took me by the hand, put
On some dancin' shoes, and told me…
Let’s get funky​
Take the cable out of my neck I am done with the matrix
So far gone I don’t think anything could save us
Remember when we didn’t have cell phones to play with it?
Now it’s touch screens, smart phones, we don’t say shit
Face to face don’t matter with the book of faces
Satisfy your daily actions, stay complacent
Everyday the world around us slowly changes
You can’t believe in everything you read up in the papers
Front page lies
Tv lies, AM lies, FM lies
Turn on, tune in, shut down your mind
If you lose control try not to act surprised
Verse off the tongue, just rolls like Royce
I speak unique to teach and fill the void
At the end all that I can do is use my voice
It’s really up to you to move and make a choice
Now get funky…
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