Believe the Hype

The world ain’t ready for the truth,
So I’ll tell you lies, when you wake up tomorrow
You’ll all die.
Believe the hype.
All Muslims terrorists, all policemen are your friends,
And the press is always right, on man.
So lock your children away, the worlds a scary place.
Never mind if you hurt your self, you’re not the one to blame.

The fruit is always ripe.
Buy it now
Believe the hype

If you live your life like this, you’ll have an all life crisis.
Humans weren’t meant to be afraid, of a little poem.
And one day I hope we’ll wake up, and it’ll all be a dream.
Servile people, simple minds, who read the daily mail,
It’s emotional black mail, rite wing and hateful.
Eventually it’ll get so bad, we won’t go out side.
Curling up into little balls, and waiting to die.
No thanx, I’d rather have fun and be alive.
Try it for your self, you just might like it.
©02 July 2009