The Front Page

When looking at the Front Page of the internet

You can bet that i’ve Reddit and I’m quite upset

At all the people using their peepholes

To talk about whats legal and who should be equal

They drop a nickel to the fickle politician

And sees his decision turn into a mission

So this is my mission statement

Your daily headlines are the ones that need saving

Get out of my business, I assure you it’s free

Unlike those loans for a college degree

When at 18 I simply make nine-fifty

Baking bread at the bakery in New York City

It’s a pity hospitality has turned shitty

Write Santorum: “Can I please call ya Ricky?”

Aww i’m sorry I’m a little bit picky

I didn’t start the fire so try to come bic me

When I was just a little boy, My mama took me by the hand, put

On some dancin’ shoes, and told me…

Let’s get funky​

Take the cable out of my neck I am done with the matrix

So far gone I don’t think anything could save us

Remember when we didn’t have cell phones to play with it?

Now it’s touch screens, smart phones, we don’t say shit

Face to face don’t matter with the book of faces

Satisfy your daily actions, stay complacent

Everyday the world around us slowly changes

You can’t believe in everything you read up in the papers

Front page lies

Tv lies, AM lies, FM lies

Turn on, tune in, shut down your mind

If you lose control try not to act surprised

Verse off the tongue, just rolls like Royce

I speak unique to teach and fill the void

At the end all that I can do is use my voice

It’s really up to you to move and make a choice

Now get funky…

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