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Turn your television on, sleep all day
Youâve got nothing to do, youâve got nothing to say
You go to the mall, buy some stuff
Youâll be back tomorrow, canât get enough
Have some kids, buy them stuff too
They got nothing to say, they got nothing to do
They go to the internet, check on myspace
Locks on the doors so you know that youâll die safe
Surround sound on your plasma tv
DVDs in the Humvee, life is easy
Thereâs a war on, gotta support the troops
Put flags and magnets on your car as proof
Condo in the city and a place in Florida
Taxing the poor to secure the border
Ice caps is melting, climateâs scary
But ya gotta make sure that the gays donât marry
Turn the news on, thereâs another war
But your kids donât worry, theyâll just send the poor
They play video games, and hate their teachers
They lie and they cheat but believe in Jesus
So you take up golf, gotta lose some weight
When the trees are all gone itâll be too late
So you go to church and you always vote
So you can get a tax break on your brand new boat
Turn your tv on, sleep all day
Ya got nothing to do, ya got nothing to say
Just go to the mall, itâll be okay
Ya got nothing to do, ya got nothing to say
After it all when the masters are small
And the churches are burninâ, the ashesâll fall
Like an axe or an awl or a bat to ball
Bet these bastardsâll bawl with their backs to the wall
So the pastors appall, actors enthrall
But the laughterâll call the mass back to the mall
Where the maps are installed to capture us all
Plastered to walls and the backs of the stalls
Rats in the halls and the glass is broken
Past is smoten, crass is boastinâ
Actionâs frozen, maxinâ, mopinâ
Traps is loaded, patterns potent
With the classes holdinâ, whores stay dotinâ
Poor stay hopinâ, core stays copinâ
And the stores stay open, stores stay open
Stores stay open, gotta stay openâ¦