The Media Horse

Mechanical waste is all we offer we suffer the taste then eat some more

Look for bare space we’ll place an add no matter what it’s for

The visual leaks into the after the retina bakes a greenish glow

The human touch lost to man made waves the propaganda show

Is the remote slitting your throat

The channels just fly away

Easing your pain numbing your brain

It’s TV tI'me

Let's begin

Just push send

And now we're the horse

Let's watch it again

Is there a way to burn the motor is there a way to set things right

To much info a new world order pray for the light

How many eyes must burn with anger before the screen breaks and slowly dies

Take a long break our souls recover in tI'me for a new ride

Is the remote cutting your throat

The channels just pass you by

Easing your pain numbing your brain

It’s drama time