all the little seeds that you sowed   in the dark are fully grown   fully sparked they’re all the rage   in the machine age   with their halogen hate and   their space-age face   they’ve come to take you down   take your place      dirty film clip loop   retrograde crap shoot   never know what you’ll find   in the back of your mind the gap   between the truth telling lies   purple static hazed eyes   turn it off, kill the light   turn it out, what’s the score   i’m not blind but i can’t see shit anymore      wanna spread my smear all across your ears   sing star-spangled tatter chant chatter cheer      everything is coming to a boiling point your gun at the eye of the sun and your daughters on the run across your screen-burned wasteland where the liar lies down with the lamb   for a scam, what’s the score   i’m not blind but i can’t see shit anymore      do you want to be free or do you want to be right?