We Should Build a Bomb

If I thought that we could rectify
Brilliant minds laying waste
Perhaps now we will vilify you
Put you in charge so we can cast our stones
Broken people with token hearts
To have the end we needed just to start

We should build a bomb
Put it in our home
Light the fuse
Run for cover
It’ll soon be over

Shine a light into your eyes
And curse you for your blindness
Take everything you give
Curse you for your kindness
We gave you the crown
We can take your head

Welfare and warfare
Better hold your tongue
Satellites wish us good night
Waving from your throne
We gave you the crown

We are all out here
We are all alone

The TV is a phantom
Haunting our every waking thought
It’s like a nightmarish dream
In which we’re forever caught
The TV is our mother
Never need another
Staring from the wall
With it’s bloodshot shot eye
If only it could feed and hold us
Instead of only pacify

If they thought they could vilify
Every humble heart
Put a knife in the hands of society
Blood dripping from their fingertips
An image stays much longer
Your name forever on their lips
A hatred lasts much longer
When born from a lie
It won’t take much to demonize you
We hardly even have to try

You know this work is easy
Barely lift a finger
That momentary feeling so uneasy
Don’t worry it won’t linger
We might love you today
Now watch as we start to sway
We grave you the crown
Heavy like gilded lead
We will bring you down
Off with your head




With your face in my hands
I am awash in cliches
The guy on the TV
Says everyone pays
With your tongue in my mouth
Sentient feelings come alive
The man on the TV
Sells the sharpest knives
With our bodies creating
Shapes like art in the couch
The glow from the TV
Highlights every touch

I fast forward
TO the commercials
Cause tonight
I don’t want any distraction
But the glow of the TV
Is like heaven
On your skin

The reflection from the screen In your eyes
Like ghosts in the TV
Coveting our lives
They’ll enter us with our eyes closed
And mouths wide open
Sex on the TV
All our perfect moments
Recorded by secret organizations
With hidden cameras
Inside the TV

X-raying us with gammas

But never mind
Cause tonight
I don’t want any distraction
But the glow of the TV
Is like heaven
On your skin

The Creepz

My prime-time cartoon is ready to go (if anybody from any television network is watching and thinking that a kooky and twisted new cartoon is exactly what they are looking for). 🙂

To see some different color backgrounds:

EDIT: I forgot to mention that I stole the robot image from this Banksy piece…
A bike sits next to the newest art installation by British artist Banksy in the Coney Island area of New York City