Lyrics:
of the razzmatazz."
I saw carpet sweepers, microwave ovens,
I saw busted down television screens.
Empty t.v. Evangelist cats with their hair all slicked up with brill
honesty
Tell my publicist, she'll never find me making no public apology
Fuck the media posing as experts
Fuck the radio, fuck the television networks
than the real thing could ever be
Yet it's still testimony
They're reversing the stars
Ripping at the horns
Stroking the public's Fear
When there's no
got it dropped on them thangs
Flossin's a shame, i'm countin' thousands, doin' some poutin'
Then I'm throwin I-owa, back-stage, girls are shoutin'
throwin I-owa, back-stage, girls are shoutin'
Haters hate, but it alright, if its a race then we won
Took some yearrs, to get herre, now Mama, look atcha'
Hard truth soldier radio
Brothers and sisters, this is not a test
I've been asked by Public Enemy
Leader Chuck D to make this emergency
in television
Now I'm just a part of the Great American Public
Watching, waiting
And you say, "have faith, have faith, have faith"
And you say,
is near
Global hatred
War on races
Everythings so complicated
See it in our televisions
Death
Destruction
Public imagery manipulates society
When will
here
A depiction of myself
Yea I'm true content
My Marantz and my public plans
Proclamations and my fans
Your inside subscribed behind my eyes
community
It felt like a honeymoon to me
The love had cumbya tunes to me
A job for Kap was soon to be
Or was it
Goodell tells the public
That Kap was right
beats out of freeware
Iowa Tuba and Boobass, I'm new here
Progress is a wheel that's why they call it revolution
Out in public feel like part of eighty
The Hoover's of West Branch, Iowa were filled with joy
When, on the 10th of August, '74 arrived a boy
Herbert grew, and in '95, entered Stanford U.
like but I know you won't
You've all been watching too much television
Well, I'll be in the public bar, minding my own business
for all the papers and give 'em autographs
Go on to all the cities so your public can see you
But I'll watch on television, so, sing it pretty, Sue
I
And I wake up to an empty room
And the weight of a morning come too soon
Spend Tuesday afternoon
Staring at the television
And nothing ever happens here
Crazy Train.
I need a Black Sabbath to break Alice from her chains.
Rode into Iowa with a Slip and a Knot,
'cause I got a Liscence to Ill, so whatcha,
How television's degrading our character
Government corruption and the subtle stuff they cover up
Gave me all this knowledge but never gave up
on the phone
It's to late I'm outside ya home
This is sum'n for them boys on the run
Tryna be that public enemy number one
Well fuck that
Bitch I be bangin' in
doesn't have to go to school
No television, shopping malls or public swimming pools
Just me and you
Can leave your shoes
We'll be here this
Time tomorrow
at least in terms
Of television drama, of not- says is
The suggestion made by many people
That you can't have public
Acceptance and still be artistic
And,
pleure une
Délinquance en augmentation
Cité par-ci, ghetto par-là dans la télévision
Résultat, plus de 17 pourcents
Pour le National Front tous mobilisés
matière première
Des passions éphémères
Mon devoir : divertir vos journées moribondes
Offrant ma dignité au dieu Télévision
Vous m'avez donné vie, je suis
to a public vote.
We’ll Stage an anecdote.
To Keep me watching but I can’t go.
Seconds of what I see
on The TV.
Turn it on and it’s all I see.
Turn on the TV
to help with the problems
The universe, the therapist, she's sitting on the couch
Taking down notes, yo, I've been smiling in public
Behind closed doors,
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