The Media Horse

Mechanical waste is all we offer we suffer the taste then eat some more Look for bare space we’ll place an add no matter what it’s for The visual leaks into the after the retina bakes a greenish glow The human touch lost to man made waves the propaganda show Is the remote slitting your throat The channels just fly away Easing your pain numbing your brain It’s TV tI'me Let's begin Just push send And now we're the horse Let's watch it again Is there a way to burn the motor is there a way to set things right To much info a new world order pray for the light How many eyes must burn with anger before the screen breaks and slowly dies Take a long break our souls recover in tI'me for a new ride Is the remote cutting your throat The channels just pass you by Easing your pain numbing your brain It’s drama time