Three Impotent Males Send In The Clones
Send in the clones I send my regards
Yet, I find it so hard to see
Someone say f..ck the system a popular mentality, opposing
reality
Because you keep striving for the top, (you never stop)
We vote we rock the vote but we don't ever rock the boat
We are afraid of the results of our actions on TV
Infecting me subliminally, erotically
Intentionally f..cking with our minds
The generation after gen X
Our society is based on gratuitous sex
And a play-dough revolution perfectly molded
A fun factory of lies,
With hate in our eyes who needs to grow old
We are Canadian you and me and if you think we are really
free
Sit down and shut your f..cking mouth
You say anachy this and anarchy that
Yet you work with the system that you attack
Your convictions are thrown aside
Quite readily you join the clones
