The show

by DannieDemon   Oct 14, 2007


Little boy, little boy how can you smile
when your leaders are like crocidles
biting at the masses through tv screens
filling your head with inappropriate scenes
of corprate sponsorship addvertisment
of a doomed and suicidal assignment

little boy, little boy marching off to school
bet you couldn't take my dumbest fool
your so numbed up on what teacher said
don't even care that innocent people are dead
but your education says that its in your head
hurry up boy your sick, get to bed

little boy, little boy aren't you o so proud
your countrey''s driving the world into the ground
your daddy is out there killing in hell
i can't find how you see that as well
little boy, little boy please change now
little boy please turn away from the show

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