It crossed my head again as I stood in line
They would do anythig to not let us decide
They make us think the choice is in our hands like it is in our hands
Coro:
They give us bread and circus they give us shiny stuff
we dont wanna be free we kinda like this life
They make us move like cattle they give us all we need
we dont wanna be free until we die
Verso 2: (con los mismos acordes k el verso 1)
Taken from AlbumSongAndLyrics.com Cant help but realize I love my tv set
I think it is the best thing I will ever get
It shows me things that keep me entertained and keep away this pain