Channels-Stray Bullets

Everyone keeps asking me how come I＇m such a f**king cynic. Staring at the rubble of another bombed abortion clinic. Make more cuts in the welfare system close a school to build a prison. Better keep the blinders on it helps you to maintain the vision. Change your f**king channel man. It＇s more control than I can stand. Everyone keeps asking me why I can＇t be more optimistic, Every time I step outside it makes me want to go ballistic. Aids smack and segregation take their toll on the population. Yeah for sure they＇ve got the cure turn on the news for information. Change your f**king channel man. It＇s more control than I can stand. Now my friends keep asking me just when did I get so complacent. Cathode signs behind my eyes just advertise my space as vacant. Wish that I could turn it off take a nap or read a book. But every time I close my eyes the dying cries say, ＂What the f**k!＂ Change your f**king channel man. It＇s more control than I can stand