a nation of millions
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of lost little sheep
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the mass effects so many
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who believe all they see
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the media's children
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the people of sleep
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taught to rest in peace
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by the whispers of deceit
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led to believe
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that they're still free to decide
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because the t.v. gave permission
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on a program on rights
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fed only the candy
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the part that they wanna hear
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slowly raped though they can only feel
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the tickle in their ears
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"close your eyes, release your mind."
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consider yourselves my very one desire,
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consider yourselves my slaves
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consider yourselves at my fingertips,
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in the palm of my hand, my slave."
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to "leave your thinking to me..."
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a nation of puppets
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who worship a beast
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who drinks the blood of their souls
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as they lay at its feet
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if seeing is believeing
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then you can have your t.v. screen
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I will worship a God
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who allows me to think
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Mindbender
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| The Crucified |
