this song is called "cultured diction", it's from "in the search for truth" by the sing along cult
cultured diction gently mixes fact with fiction i watch with sickness in the search for truth
easily frustrated prone to thinking "nothin goes my way" take it day by day never stray from my atheistic ways
i speculate on things bigger than me some call me a defeatist because of this you could too if you'd like but i'm just a worker bee beneath this elitist regime
i try to think positive, peaceful things while i watch these politicians breathe rheotric so eloquent it makes you think "what do they really mean? what are their intentions with me? and why don't i hear any answers when they speak?"
(they want a class war)
i try to think positive, peaceful things while my dreams get realistic and close enough to reach
i'm not down with this shadow government creating incidents just to get us in conflicts and war
i could tell you again but i don't think you'll understand there's a small group of men at the top callin' all the shots and they look down on everyone they think they're god
cultured diction gently mixes fact with fiction i watch with sickness in the search for truth
once again
cultured diction gently mixes fact with fiction i watch with sickness in the search for truth
livin' on the edge until i'm dead party 'til eight get up at ten do it again
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