Tuesday, August 25, 2009

The Static Age.



Can you hear the sound of the static noise?
Blasting out in stereo.
Cater to the class and the paranoid.
Music to my nervous system.
Advertising love and religion,
Murder on the airwaves.
Slogans on the brink of corruption.
Visions of blasphemy, war and peace,
Screaming at you.

I can't see a thing in the video.
I can't hear a sound on the radio.
In stereo, in the static age.

Billboard on the rise in the dawn's landscape,
Working your insanity.
Tragic a'la madness and concrete.
Coca-Cola execution.
Conscience on a cross and
Your hearts in a vice.
Squeezing out your state of mind.
Are what you own that you cannot buy?
What a fucking tragedy, strategy,
Screaming at you.

I can't see a thing in the video.
I can't hear a sound on the radio.
In stereo, in the static age.

I can't see a thing in the video.
I can't hear a sound on the radio.
In stereo, in the static age.

Hey hey, it's the static age.
Well, this is how the west was won.
Hey hey, it's the static age millennium.

All I want to know
Is a god-damned thing,
Not what's in the medicine.
All I want to do is:
I want to breathe.
Batteries are not included.

What's the latest way that a man can die

Screaming hallelujah?
Singing out "the dawn's early light".
The silence of the rotten, forgotten,
Screaming at you.

I can't see a thing in the video.
I can't hear a sound on the radio.
In stereo, in the static age.

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