decree

(thanks tonya, richard, jackie, hope)

Step up and forfeit your frontal lobe

To the sexed up stroll of celebrity

Never mind that the nanoseconds in between

Are some of the darkest darkness that you've ever seen

Keep your eye on my finger

And listen to the sound of my voice

Get your subliminal decree

And your false security

Be all that you can be

Be all that you can be

In hospitals and schools

Airports and banks and bars

Big ones on street corners

Little ones driving by in cars

And glowing through countless

Bedroom curtains at night

That 30k tone

And that pale blue light saying

Daddy knows best

Yes, this is the news

In 90 second segments officially produced

And aired again and again and again

By the little black and white pawns

Of the network yes men

While the stars are going out

And the stripes are getting bent

And cancer, the great teacher

Has been opening schools

Downstream from every factory

Still, everywhere fools are

Squinting into microscopes

Researching cells

Trying to figure out a way

That we can all live in hell

Well, step back, look up

You'll see i'm dimming the sun

But you won't, will you?

Oh, that's a good little one

'cause daddy knows best

Yes, this is the news

In 90 second segments officially produced

And aired again and again and again

By the little black and white pawns

Of the network yes men

While the stars are going out

And the stripes are getting bent

The stars are going out

And the stripes are getting bent