Talking Heads
Spin it around
Turn it out
Media infiltration
Rising up in my bed
To enter the rat race another day
Laying down in my bed
To enter rest and peace
All I hear in between
Is Talking Heads
Always competing
Never retreating
Event when they have been decapitated
by their foe
Behind the stage curtains
Waring Heads climb into bed together
When they portray the character of sheriff of Nottingham
Oppressing the Peasants
Empowering The Privileged
Spin it around
Turn it out
Media infiltration
Talking Heads competing
To sell you their vision of the American dream
If you will surrender the helm to the ship
They will sail you to the promise land
When you wake up from their dream land
Reality will open your eye to the night mare they have created
Where they have sacrificed your God,freedom,prosperity
On the alter of human utopia
Turn off the media infiltration
It’s time stop looking to the Talking Heads to provide a hopeful future for us
It’s time to call upon God to forgive our sins and heal our land
Written By Stephen J. Vattimo Feb 11, 2012
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