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Oct 26, 2005

I sat in the corner and channel surfed today
I flicked through five emotions and one stayed
I spent nine hours staring at the screen
I spent five seconds spending time on me

you know?

The fascist found me in a ceaseless funk
He stopped to talk and fill me up
With dreams of fame and paper cuts
I am the hero of imaginary losers

The media made me a medium hag
Karl Rove in a paper bag
Buck up, boy, you're starting to sag
I bear the weight of a million listeners


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