Lyrics:
Victim to all the programming
With no remote
Just grab a hold of your mind
Really that's what they want
But oh well
Tried to show them they gone do
government's don't cease to surprise me.
Attention people of the world.
Were control by remote a generation,
(Attention people of the world)
Were control by
Or just let it slip
Yo
Remote is ready, eyes wide palms are sweaty
there's Flintstones on the TV all ready, Wilma and Beatty
No virgin, I'm channel
The five most important skills are
Reading, writing, arithmetic, persuasion
Which is talking, and then finally
I would add computer programming
If
play the field, play the field
And it's over, 'for it started
I could leave you so departed
And I know you, tried your hardest
So I'm sorry, but I
and pack up the Cane
This lame came wearing his chain
I need a grip so gimme the Shane
See all this drip we strolling, Primo remote-controlling
We got big
to dominate, The entertainment industry
Remote secret technology, thru your senses new blaspheme...
Shooting images and voices to subconscious,
I can hear those
The VT420 AD with a wonderfully invented remote
Its unique display panel with clock controls preset programming
Plus CTL program search
Adjustable
In a dear little village
Remote and obscure
A beautiful maiden resided
As to whether or not
Her intentions were pure
Opinions were sharply
We do not complain
We just get in motion
I cry when it rain
So please bring me the ocean
We is not the same
They say that I'm chosen
Love remote
Got no time
Keep this shit in ur mind
I'm just gonna keep playin'
Just gonna keep playin'
Takin' me into game
The remote control doesn't work they
Aye, uh!
Yeah, just spent a week on a boat off of the coast
Come get your girl right now, she's doing the most
Text don't go through cause I am remote
Labor Day weekend
Trying to find the remote and then
Fighting over the programming blend
When we get too old to argue much
Over TV or the lives that we're
anything at all
For I refuse to fight in a war
And so should you
Instead lets kick back
Put the television remote in your right hand
And consume your daily
to my bone
Yeah
Holup wait, woah
Let's get back on track
With the show
Hope that I ain't make you
Pass the remote
To ya parents or worse
They grabbed it
eyes got me drooling
So soothing
Got me on remote
Like she programming my movements
And if I'm feeling low
She my Chargie my solution
Yeah little do she
people
Real programming directors with
Wives and kids that love music
That can’t play what they
Want to play because
They’ve been paid to play that
Home, It's becoming a killing field
There's a cross hair locked on my heart
With no recourse and there's no one behind the wheel
Hell fire, You're
motivation, remote controls and mtv,
A generation that hypnotized lulled by repetitious lies.
Spoonfed all of their corporate pro-gramming.
I'm not a one hit
high school...gimme a hug baby"
"hey, hey, hey, fuck you"
but anyway, back to the numbing sound of quality programming
I think I'll drink liquor,
kneel’d
To a lady in his shield,
That sparkled on the yellow field,
Beside remote Shalott.
His broad clear brow in sunlight glow’d;
On burnish’d hooves his
for ever kneel'd
To a lady in his shield,
That sparkled on the yellow field,
Beside remote Shalott.
His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd;
the brazen greaves
Of bold Sir Lancelot.
A red-cross knight for ever kneel'd
To a lady in his shield,
That sparkled on the yellow field,
Beside remote
kneel’d
To a lady in his shield,
That sparkled on the yellow field,
Beside remote Shalott.
His broad clear brow in sunlight glow’d;
On burnish’d hooves his
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