(Infotainment.)

Wonderland has died
And everything feels tired
The information illness
Is killing us off

Straight-jacket and spoon fed
The Third Wave's come and drowned us
We lay thrashing here in darkness
Mental quadriplegics, humming to ourselves

There's sewage in your drinking water
(Couldn't care less!)
Your kids are forging suicide pacts.
(Couldn't care less!)
Infotaining you with electric shocks.
(Couldn't care less!)
Betting on the TV blood sports.
(Couldn't care less!)
Drugged and dribbling peas on yourself.
(Couldn't care less!)

 

So come on down to the Baptist fish fry
Sinners in the oven,
Fat and lazy by the dozen
Come and eat the unbelievers, yeah

Sucking on the media teat
Swooning from eternal summer's heat
Paranoia's our hobby, rage is our pastime
Pretty demons kept in a cage, yeah

Couldn't care less
Couldn't care less
Go on
We swim or we die
We swim or we die.

 

Go back to Rhyme, no reason.