Brain Candy
We like to see pretty things.
Turn it on and stare at the screen.
Movie star and television veneration
the hallmark of my generation.
We love our PC's and our Macs
single moms and teenage hacks.
Connect at 56K or ISDN,
chatting Star Trek at half past ten.
We're going blind from all the light.
Sitcom pixel scorch our sight.
Brain candy, thought control
burn our minds, burn our souls.
What would Aristotle say?
Our bodies forgot how to play.
We love what we can never be.
Too numb, too dumb, to see.
We're going blind from all the light.
Sitcom pixel scorch our sight.
Brain candy, thought control
burn our minds, burn our souls.
Brain candy, thought control
burn our minds, burn our souls.
Copyright 1999 RFA