500 Channels

500 channels of a damn stimulation

Helps me to resent my life and raise my expectations

Locked into re-runs, your memories repeating

And all your ideals seem so self-defeating

For you and yours, the Pepsi generation

And when you're discontent, you change the TV station

And when you hate your life, no qualities redeeming

A million brainwashed zombies will always be heard screaming

And when there is no hope

I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope

When there's no enemies

I'll sit and stare at my TV

And in my ignorance

I'll be a slave and sycophant

And in a perfect world devoid of all temptations

The good leftover crizzack could unite the nations

But now the war machines are mapping our destruction

With poisons overflowing in a chemical seduction

And when there is no hope

I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope

When there's no enemies

I'll sit and stare at my TV

And in my ignorance

I'll be a slave and sycophant

And when there is no hope

I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope

When there's no enemies

I'll sit and stare at my TV

And in my ignorance

I'll be a slave and sycophant

With my credit and my bank

My mind will draw a blank

I'll block out history and stare at my TV

For me there is no way

500 channels waste my life away, away