From the recording THE CROP
Lyrics
PASS ON THE POISON<br />
<br />
I turn on my TV,<br />
And it turns back on me;<br />
Drugs, sex, and violence<br />
Are the things that I see.<br />
Yeah, I gotta kill you<br />
So that you don’t kill me.<br />
Don’t call it homicide;<br />
It’s reality TV.<br />
<br />
They poison the water,<br />
And they poison the air.<br />
Pretty soon, they’ll poison<br />
People everywhere.<br />
They poisoned Mother Earth,<br />
And they poisoned Father Sky.<br />
How much poison can they spread<br />
Before even they must die?<br />
<br />
Turn on the radio, <br />
And it turns back on you; <br />
For every two jokes read, <br />
At least one will be blue.<br />
Shock jocks with their shock talk<br />
Have a dirty job to do.<br />
Deaden our minds and ears;<br />
Make the obscene seem new.<br />
<br />
They poison the water,<br />
And they poison the air.<br />
Pretty soon, they’ll poison<br />
People everywhere.<br />
They poisoned Mother Earth,<br />
And they poisoned Father Sky.<br />
How much poison can they spread <br />
Before even they must die?<br />
<br />
Now there’s the World Wide Web <br />
Spinning off uncontrolled.<br />
Everything from child porn<br />
To decency is sold.<br />
Food fights in cyberspace;<br />
Megabytes of fool’s gold<br />
Are rammed right down your throat –<br />
Your conscience is on hold.<br />
<br />
They poison the water,<br />
And they poison the air.<br />
Pretty soon, they’ll poison<br />
People everywhere.<br />
They poisoned Mother Earth,<br />
And they poisoned Father Sky.<br />
How much poison can they spread<br />
Before even they must die?<br />
<br />
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Copyright © 2003 Lex Zaleta<br />