7/11/09
and everywhere
I'm walking like a cyclone
but don't mind me
how's it fair,
I'm a magnet for psychos
and pretty riddles keen on me
sick of themselves and sick of their slums
give everybody a gun and put it on the television
that’s the reality TV I’d pay to see
lobotomise, celebritise every damn freak
wanna be another one I never come and see
money ¡s the church
fame is the steeple
living on the town
indoctrinate the people
you know you're right, Pete