Tackleberry Brainwashing Agent
I guess it must be cool to be a gear-wheel engineer
- They’re far ahead of me
They know the intersection
of capital and dissatisfaction
They make me want what I don’t need
rip me off, let me bleed and repeat
My desire is used against me
Even the best bait is a f..ckin’ cheat
Comfort gets us stoned
and fear keeps it going on
Who knows the pros who know
how to erase the hope
They got a plenty of rope
Comfort gets us stoned
and fear keeps it going on
Just don’t look down!
Dissent distorted to accordance
the good approaches seem to be fruitless
the pressure’s on my chest
I’m feeling powerless
They razzle dazzle til my view is lost
demoralise me til I forget disgust
Sooner or later every iron will is gonna rust
in a brainwash
