500 Channels

[Verse 1]
Five hundred channels of a daydream stimulation
Helps me to resent my life and raise my expectations
Locked into reruns, your memories repeating
And all your ideals seem so self-defeating
For you and yours, the Pepsi generation
And when you're discontent, you change the TV station
And when you hate your life, no qualities redeeming
A million brainwashed zombies will always be heard screaming:

[Chorus]
And when there is no hope:
"I smoke some crack; I shoot some dope!"
When there's no enemies:
"I'll sit and stare at my TV!"
And in my ignorance:
"I'll be a slave and sycophant!"

[Verse 2]
And in a perfect world
Devoid of all temptations
The good leftover crizack
Could unite the nations
But now the war machines
Are mapping our destructions
With poisons overflowing
In the chemical seductions

[Chorus]
And when there is no hope:
"I smoke some crack; I shoot some dope!"
When there's no enemies:
"I'll sit and stare at my TV!"
And in my ignorance:
"I'll be a slave and sycophant!"

[Chorus]
Oh, and when there is no hope:
"I smoke some crack; I shoot some dope!"
When there's no enemies:
"I'll sit and stare at my TV!"
And in my ignorance:
"I'll be a slave and sycophant!"

[Outro]
With my credit and my bank
My mind will draw a blank
I'll block out history
And stare at my TV
For me, there is no way
Five hundred channels waste my life away, away!