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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 anesthesized
"save my own ass, screw these guys"
smoke and mirror lock down

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,
Count your blessings.
the papers wouldn't lie!
I sigh. Not one more

Its been a bad day.
Please dont take a picture
Its been a bad day.
Please

We're dug in the 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.
Ebrace the lowest fear/Ignore the lower fears
Ugh, this means war.

Its been a bad day.
Br.

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,
Count your blessings.
We're sick of being jerked around
We all fall down.

Its been a bad day...
Pleaase...
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 anesthesized   "save my own ass, screw these guys"   smoke and mirror lock down     Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,   Count your blessings.   the papers wouldn't lie!   I sigh. Not one more     Its been a bad day.   Please dont take a picture   Its been a bad day.   Please     We're dug in the 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.   Ebrace the lowest fear/Ignore the lower fears   Ugh, this means war.     Its been a bad day.   Br.     Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord,   Count your blessings.   We're sick of being jerked around   We all fall down.     Its been a bad day...   Pleaase...
 
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