Gather round, I'll tell you of a not so distant place
Where everyone's in the dopamine race
Problems are solved with pieces of tech
Get smart
Get dumb
In the land of sore necks
Karen loves a good distraction
While the kids are putting on a show
She needs to feel some validation
From someone she don't even know
Bobby gets his news from a prophet
One who has it all figured out
Conspiracies poison his big head
And they make him want to shout
Wooooo
There's a mystery
Of why we're all sad
I look for answers on the web
But all I find are ads
Selling me pills
That make soft things erect
We all scream for more screens
In the land of sore necks
Little Susie doesn't feel pretty
She can't get the filter quite right
What a marvelous pity
The likes just won't come tonight
Little Johnny lacks direction
Wonders how to become a man
Listens to steroid fueled reflections
From a guy with a fool-proof plan
Yeah
There's a mystery
Of why we're all sad
I look for answers on the web
But all I find are ads
Selling me pills
That make soft things erect
We all scream for more screens
In the land of sore necks
I scream, you scream
In the land of sore necks
Get smart
Get dumb
In the land of sore necks