It’s frightening, in words we trust, latent control
In writing, bedlam resides in latent keys
Same thing on the radio
Money men won’t trust what they don’t know

So we wait here until the coma kicks in
Sleepwalking into homogenity

Jump in line, we all stand together
Something human about irrationality
Keeps going around the scene

The constallation of media propagation spreads like disease
So let’s give it up to the man, Integrity, no, he just don’t give a damn.
It’s easy (when you earn more money than a football team)