Post by notavailable on Jan 25, 2010 18:08:59 GMT -5
EDIT: Reworked this one, I like it much better now.
Sex, the drug; we, the junkies
Addicted to a sensation cheapened through hype and glamorization
This is the state of our nation
Obsessed with fashion so it might be removed
Obsessed with the flesh so it might be seen
A cheap one night stand in between two even cheaper night stands
Ever so complacently giving in to our body's sexual demands
I venture to wonder how we got this way
When you'll f**k me and I don't even know your name
And you don't know mine, but I guess it's all the same
You'd just as soon call me daddy anyway
The American dream is the body of someone else
To leave and be replaced
We, the blind; we, the slaves
How can we protest the sex trade in the third world
When our women are so brainwashed
They don't even need to be kidnapped and drugged to get naked in front of a camera
And we take it in without a second thought
Another lie bought, another pleasure sought
Drowning in an ankle deep pool of our own drool
I venture to wonder how we got this way
When you'll f**k me and I don't even know your name
And you don't know mine, but I guess it's all the same
You'd just as soon call me daddy anyway
The American dream is the body of someone else
To leave and be replaced
We've been told
We are only skin deep
We can't see
What lies beneath
(The media wonders about an Avatar sex scene, and I say who gives a f**k)
Sex, the drug; we, the junkies
Addicted to a sensation cheapened through hype and glamorization
This is the state of our nation
Obsessed with fashion so it might be removed
Obsessed with the flesh so it might be seen
A cheap one night stand in between two even cheaper night stands
Ever so complacently giving in to our body's sexual demands
I venture to wonder how we got this way
When you'll f**k me and I don't even know your name
And you don't know mine, but I guess it's all the same
You'd just as soon call me daddy anyway
The American dream is the body of someone else
To leave and be replaced
We, the blind; we, the slaves
How can we protest the sex trade in the third world
When our women are so brainwashed
They don't even need to be kidnapped and drugged to get naked in front of a camera
And we take it in without a second thought
Another lie bought, another pleasure sought
Drowning in an ankle deep pool of our own drool
I venture to wonder how we got this way
When you'll f**k me and I don't even know your name
And you don't know mine, but I guess it's all the same
You'd just as soon call me daddy anyway
The American dream is the body of someone else
To leave and be replaced
We've been told
We are only skin deep
We can't see
What lies beneath
(The media wonders about an Avatar sex scene, and I say who gives a f**k)
