Lyrics:
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The Fad Of The Land
I'm a marinade
Of what's hot this
the basement where uncles were fighting
It hadda be howled on the streets by newsboys to bus conductors
It hadda be foghorned into New York harbor
It hadda
to fight crime and have new clothes for every show
I wanna live in TV land like Samantha or Dream of Jeannie
My problems I could solve by wrinkling my nose
to fight crime and have new clothes for every show
I wanna live in TV land like Samantha or Dream of Jeannie
My problems I could solve by wrinkling my nose
Out in the square, a man in a raincoat
Standing there
We met by the land where the newsboy cries
He stole my heart with his laughing eyes
We smiled
brown skin
Then beat the case cus they plant drugs on him
And on tv villainize and discredit the dead
I wanna move, back to my mother's land
Where they
Oh my God what do I see?
Is this what they called 'the land of the free'?
Where a he turns out to be a she
But where I can't say 'fuck' live on t.v
I survived the virus but I was killed by the cure
I survived the virus but I was killed by the cure
Murdering people is how the system cures
How
Find me at Cartoon Land
You can find me at Cartoon Land
Jump inside my TV, baby we could chill in channel 37
Snow white, perfect like it's 1937
You so,
a rosary in your hand
Do you wanna be crazy like Van Gogh
Like a stranger in a strange, strange land
Would you rather push the buttons
And be feared by all
the world of the panda
Focused on the dragon
And his pyramid propaganda
And its
One if by land
Two if by sea
Run to the harbor
Throw in the tea
That asked for your hand, and still the same plan
Another brother falls by the wayside
Another brother falls by the play side
I knew ever since I was
are right
Don't you know that we're all brothers
There is just one human race
We must never judge each other
By the color of the face
This land is
sad bitch (sad bitch)
Tryna tell me where my bag is (bag is)
While being locked in his attic (attic)
He's addicted to TV and his dictator (bah)
He
Who do you want to be today
Who do you want to be
Who do you want to be today
Do you wann be just like somone on T.V.
Oh boredom is so horrible
the land of the lite
they cant change wot it is just by puttin a name on
or make sumthing art just by shuvin a frame on
or become less guilty by passing
an angel who knows her place
The love I had for my last lovers been erased by a century of tv's hate
To divide and conquer it was always the tv's wishes
take your pills, chill and watch TV
Welcome to the land of the free
Where the only truth we need is the one we see
Might not say it to your face but it's
on the TV, it's propaganda
No proper manners, dropped out of school I got a hammer
Get locked in slammer before we could read, no time to scramble
Soon as I
You know what free is nigga?
What's free?
Free is when nobody else could tell us what to be
Free is when the TV ain't controllin' what we see
point of view
To anyone passing by, that's who they're talking to.
There was someone on a platform talking to the folks
About the T.V. god and all
Martin, JFK, & Jesus
Gotta be fresh
Go to school with fly sneakers
Schools with outdated books
We are the forgotten
Summers coolin' off by the fire
Don’t turn that dial this episode is sponsored by your mother
While your daddy’s watching naked girlies eating TV dinners
Cursing at the mouth while
the god, i take all i want by myself, but i have not to grab
Don't care you ready or not, here we come, tv show is starting, first season is mad
Somebody has
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