Cheap Entertainment

(We're doing it this time
Hey yo, turn my headphones up in the monitor
Turn my mic up in my headphones
Cool, let's do this)

I've got time to pass
Calluses in cold sweats
When they've done all the drugs and the next earthquake hits
This hut will be the only structure standing
I built it with my fingernails
Stretched my skin for the windows
Move when the weather gets cold
Thus far, everything I've seen is an iced-out inferno
So I stay wherе it's safe
Far enough to reach it with a scopе
And close enough to hear it when it gives birth to more desolation
My life, one long dissolution
Only to be replaced with new oases to climb to
The burden of an almost-bourgeois architect
Who keeps burning blueprints
But swears he's going to build the next Sistine Chapel
It's already built, I'm just not showing anyone where I hid it
From critics, safe from all the explosives
I can't afford failure
Everything that doesn't go my way is a mutiny
So every time the so-called conscripts break rank
I gotta tell myself there is no front
Just a big middle ground
As sure as I am Earth is a hell made of middlemen
No one hears you cry in the Disneyland
Or sees sculptures in the videogame
Where in the streets, people sing any one of fifteen songs currently on repeat
And sing a happy song, but the happy best not sing
Unless they deaf, dumb, and blind
Then they better hold their breath
Cause people like us know those who sleep on their feet
Only wake up by a flatline if then at all

My-my-my music, my music
It's cheap entertainment
I'll become a master of chess
When I run out of things to throw at my television set
My-my-my music, my music
It's cheap entertainment
I'm a number one hit, the best seller
All I had to do was hide and wait for everyone to die
My-my-my music, my music
It's cheap entertainment
Back to the belly of the soil
To be recycled inside of the Earth's insides
My-my-my music, my music
It's cheap entertainment
I figured out there was nothing to live for
I don't believe in fate, I only believe in the fight

If I was a religious man, I'd pray for an apocalypse
If I was me? I'd still pray for an apocalypse
I'm just a mad, broken cog, trucking along the landfilled streets
Wishing I was at peace, but wherever I sit, I'm stuck with myself
Sometimes I wish I was Italian, with a connected family
I'm glad I'm not one of Michael Jackson's tigers
Or an inhabit of Gaza
I'm an honorary Spaniard now
What could you say to me?
I drink the bad coffee
Know a hundred foreign words
Some say I've got a bad rep
But my mouth seems to perfectly fit the shoe
If I was half as dumb as those who diss me
I'd diss me too
I had a breakdown
Not long ago
Thought I was schizophrenic
Found out I was bored
Packed the apartment in Yasamin's car
Headed east, paid off the IRS
That's my trademark: take a mess and make it worse
I'm not anti-anything, I'm anti-everything, it fits better
In conclusion: all things temporary...fuck siesta

My-my-my music, my music
It's cheap entertainment
A haha, a haha, a haha
My-my-my music, my music
It's cheap entertainment
A haha, a haha, a haha
My-my-my music, my music
It's cheap entertainment
A haha, a haha, a haha
My-my-my music, my music
It's cheap entertainment
A haha, a haha, a haha

Charging the industry for what they did to Pam D
Wesley Willis
Charging the industry for what they did to Bill Nye
Huey P
Charging the industry for what they did to McGovern
Adorno
Charging the industry for what they did to Fellowship
Cold crush