Job For A Cowboy - Plastic Idols lyrics

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In a continuous rehashed rhythm, the masses gawk toward their simulated

Idols.

Frothing at the lips with shuddering jaws as the public swells with

Ignorance and vacant delight.

Fixated on the trivial speculation and day to day existence of plastic

Gods.

Dense enlightenment circulates throughout every form of broadcasting.

Bringing forth a suspending shroud over the actuality of our decomposing

Populace.

Smothering the choking truth and realism. Celebrity praise over political

Awareness.

We are observed as human cattle: blind, deaf and neglected from government

Transparency.