March of the animals, an indication of a time where the passion of man is lived through fiction
Feed off the bottom line, let entertainment be the last refuge for mass opinion
Spouting the antidotes- another preacher of the right paints the world in black and white terms
Last time in the end zone, its hard to care when the world outside has guns against your head
Castigate then sedate, convert problems into needs
Then download and erode, let circuits replace all emotion

Bottom Feeding, Dragging us across the desert of the real

Led up to the trough to be fattened up,
Human pigs so ripe for feasting
Following the rules, unquestioned
The animal farm falling under siege

Rigging the hooks on the virgin nation, the mediated paradise unfolds
The outcome a process of brain starvation, habituate the viewers into clones

Bottom feeding, dragging us across the desert of the real