I'm blowing the fuse, and I'm shaking it down

All the verbal abuse, got me running around

I got nothing to lose, so I'll never be found



All the mowing pictures they supply and we demand

Someone tells you what to think and how to understand

Always on the wall or in the corner of the room

Careful what you say to it, the box is full of doom

Maybe we believe, maybe we belong



So I'm blowing the fuse, and I'm taking it down

And I'm singing the blues, in a home on the side

So whatever you choose, there's a way to be found



And they always say good evening and good morning too

And the weather out there is clearly everyone's concern

And for others it's fun to watch who we kill and who we burn



They tell you nothing here but everybody knows

How to walk and what to wear and how to strike a pose

Style and smile and health and wealth

the kingdom of the wise

Drugging all the masses but you do it in disguise

Everybody lies, the enemy knows



So I'm blowing  a fuse, and I'm shaking the ground

And I'm just a recluse, but I'm all over town

And I'm taking the pills, and I'm drinking them down



There is no escape, there will be no early warning

Will there be a second coming

or will he just be passing through

And we like to send out our message to the universe



Everybody's sober but I'll have another line

Always taking limos but you can't afford the ride

Why you chasing women when there's someone on the side

You can go and party but I'd rather be alone

Even when you're here, the enemy knows



So I'm blowing a fuse, and I'm taking the town

And I'm watching the news, but I can't hear a sound

I got nothing but skills, but I'd rather lay down...

Won't you come and lay down, down, down...