something erupted from the back of the collective voices
asking that those acting for us better make some better choices
in the daily decisions they've groomed themselves to delegate
whenever heaven/hell's at stake, the faith be dropping hella weight!
with nobody to tell it straight, they sell it through the telestrator
how you take the bait creates a well-debated melon fader
save the exterraneous tidbits for the bonus features
intellegence has grown and we've shown that you'll never own us, either
this music's free as we existing now proclaim to be
I've painted alibis outside of boxes, you ain't framin' me
I'm rockin' over cosmic slop like paint daubs on drop cloths
Doves transmitting via satellite talking to gods
the hotter the sauce the more proper the protein
even though the broccoli tastes too good not to go green
surviving in the wild means your muscle mass is so lean
one could overdose from a tablespoon of codeine
we made it for the movies but we did it from behind the camera
captured the shadows' soul and lit it so it shined as manna
fractured the former whole and measured every shard as equal
enlisted unlimited splinters, to star in sequels
they set the bar unequal, far as the money route
might as well move to Philly, heard it's always sunny out
actors like to run they mouth - stayin' in charicature
we'll call you if we need to fill the role of amateur
don't call us, though - proclaiming major gusto
trying to make your mark, up against the wall with rusto
energy's a must though, it's a rush to find the balance
of the right amount of passion with the right amount of talents
sure, a slight amount of malice might encapsulate your bastard state
just don't become a fashion plate for rich old men to masturbate
it has to take a pride desperation overrides
let's try a second take this time with fully focused, open eyes