Saturday, November 11, 2006

connected

Satellite signal
Sends the music I need
And I gotta pay

Satellite signal
Fed through my tv
And I gotta pay

We all have to pay

There is nothing free
Anymore
Nothing sacred anymore
There’s nothing free
Anymore
Nothing under our control
We gotta let it go

Satellite signal
Straight to my brain
And I gotta pay

Satellite signal
Forecasting rain
And I still gotta pay

There is nothing free
Anymore
Nothing sacred anymore
There’s nothing me
Anymore
Nothing original
Anymore

Satellite signal
Tells me what to eat
And I pay

Satellite signal
Tells me when to sleep
And I obey

We all have to pay

Satellite signal
Scrambles my brain
And I'm pained

Satellite signal
Nothings the same
I should have got laid

There is nothing free
Anymore
Nothing sacred anymore
There’s nothing free
Anymore
Nothing under our control
We gotta let it go

There is nothing free
Anymore
Nothing sacred anymore
There’s nothing me
Anymore
Nothing original
Anymore

Acquiring

Satellite signal

3 comments:

C said...

we always have to pay...

M. Shahin said...

Nice. I like the anaphora form used in it, and the message. I definitely agree that there is nothing sacred anymore.

S. Douglas said...

You've hit it right on the money with this one. Great observation.
True and clever.