What if this whole darn thing was wrong?
Everything the TV told us.
What if they were singing that hypnotic song
Just so they could hold us;
Just so they could mold us?
I’m not talking about one mistake now and then
It’s twenty-four seven, then do it again.
Let me find the old music
And a story that’s true
Let me have rest
And let me renew.
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