Lyrics:

A Public service announcement followed me home the other day I paid it nevermind. Go away. Shits so thick you could stir it with a stick- free Teflon whitewashed presidency We're sick of being jerked around Wear that on your sleeve Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord, Count your blessings. We're sick of being jerked around We all fall down. Have you ever seen the televised St. vitus subcommittee prize Investigation dance? Those-ants-in- pants glances. Well, look behind the eyes It's a hallowed, hollow anesthesized 'save my own ass, screw these guys' smoke and mirror lock down Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord, Count your blessings. the papers wouldn't lie! I sigh. Not one more Its been a bad day. Please dont take a picture Its been a bad day. Please We're dug in the deep the price is steep. The auctioneer is such a creep. The lights went out, the oil ran dry We blamed it on the other guy Sure, all men are created equal. Heres the church, heres the steeple Please stay tuned--we cut to sequel ashes, ashes, we all fall down. Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord, Count your blessings. Ebrace the lowest fearIgnore the lower fears Ugh, this means war. Its been a bad day. Br. Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord, Count your blessings. We're sick of being jerked around We all fall down. Its been a bad day... Pleaase...