all know what's in store. So I let the public program me. If they don't like
what you say. They'll shut you off like a TV. And if you do something wrong or
 write an intelligent song. They'll throw it all away. Everyone just imitates
 eachother. And they think it's something true. But, I know I'm just waiting.
 For the money I make off my CD. Jimmy cracked corn. And I don't give a fuck.
I'll just take my chances. I'll just press my luck. Everyone is looking at you
  now, so just give in.  You know you're running out of time, you can't win