Caveat Empire - The Broadcasting Lyrics

Stare into the television set with its magical powers
Flipping through the late night hours
Drawn into it gone
Speechless tame
Fall into your side show cable
Phony people paid for asking us to stay for re-runs

Sewn into your iphone signs hold sales that believe you want them
How fast do little eyes go reaching flailing wanting

Stare at the television set and its babbling prowlers
Seeming as they care about us
Owned by another man who tells them what to say
On and on with mindless soulless
Stories they abuse
Here is the news
Boring

Sewn into your little mind dome
Signs hold sales that believe you want them
How fast do your little eyes go reaching flailing wanting