a magazine ad featuring ruggedley handsome and raw people   saying that love is the law and that we're all equal   is really selling a scent containing a strange animal gland secretion   or a chemical frequently named as the cancer-causing agent   you can dance and be vacant   you can bitch about television with shitty stations   you think the answer is to kill my TV?   i'll blow your microwave up   it doesn't play DVD's or video cassette tapes of inspiring films   it violently rearranges food molecules and kills nutritional content   traditional heating keeps a modern man's logic from rotting during a power meeting   moderate well being just isn't adequate   i must be equipped for no matter how bad it gets   ambivalent sometimes but diligently sautering together the suit of armor i dream of modeling      chorus:   nobody tries to avenge or resist   things they do not believe to exist   you and i both take advantage of this   every time we speak   we only confirm or deny what is known   will we condemn or compete for the throne?   we are atlantis, egypt, and rome   we are what we seek      i used to holler and hoot because it suited me   participating in various, victimless tomfoolery   and later on i was elusive and tight-lipped   only surfacing when certain statements required nice quips   now it's a balancing act - different day, different hat   you got a picture of an avalanche, i'll look at that   spaghetti dinner at a cattle ranch, i might attend   the daily dosage recommended i'll exceed   and then i'll send a letter to the manufacturer   stating that i am not a consumer, i am a capturer   i'm not affected by things i get outside of   if love is light when the night strikes, i would like love   shining a bright beam blinding and unseen   centuries-old entities sent despite my dreams   before it regains sight i'm fully awake   stirring it's evil inside a protein shake      chorus (x 2)