Friday, April 18, 2008

Fast Fix For Information Addicts

Growing ooze that eats the brain
But makes you feel fit and keen
Makes it fun to go insane
Spend your time inside the machine

Spend it as it passes by
But what returns for all the cost
A little amusement for the eye
To distract from all that's being lost

Ignorance is the bliss we choose
The distraction that we're fed
While our work is being used
From now until the day we're dead

We all will die at once together
A certain death we're preparing for
Predicted more than the weather
Killed by the chaos of a constant war.

Killed in the chaos of a constant war
Never quite knowing what we're fighting for
And yet we keep on asking for more

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