Hypnosis
Where can we find these aliens
Who are our fellow citizens
That live far off in the deep space
They try to help us e-escape
From this mean fate of the weak race
We are humans in the first place
Consumers love the TV Shows
Hate anything the truth expose
Because they're caught in hypnosis
They will reject the catharsis
They just want to go on and play
Thinking hypnosis is the way
Listen carefully to what we say
It's for your own good
Hypnosis is the way
All we want you to do is to obey
Follow blindly the orders
Sleep deeply all the way
Hypnotized by the idiotic box.
Our minds are filled
With those junk talks
Sometimes it's seems a bit unreal
How they cover
Inappropriate fields
All of these TV shows
Kill our valuable time
They make us lazy
And some kind of blind
No spending time with books and nature
Interacting with others has become a lure
The minds are filled with images
And stories of a virtual world,
In danger by a strange disease
That have suddenly appeared
Could it have been released?
This world is a drunk man's imaginary
Cause some have a big salary
I will fight
With you by my side
Would you hold my hand
As we lie in the grass
We will discuss the earth, the moon and the sun
The meaning of life
And why using guns
There is so much strife
Look into my eyes
And if the moonlight twinkle in yours
we will be hypnotized
Who are our fellow citizens
That live far off in the deep space
They try to help us e-escape
From this mean fate of the weak race
We are humans in the first place
Consumers love the TV Shows
Hate anything the truth expose
Because they're caught in hypnosis
They will reject the catharsis
They just want to go on and play
Thinking hypnosis is the way
Listen carefully to what we say
It's for your own good
Hypnosis is the way
All we want you to do is to obey
Follow blindly the orders
Sleep deeply all the way
Hypnotized by the idiotic box.
Our minds are filled
With those junk talks
Sometimes it's seems a bit unreal
How they cover
Inappropriate fields
All of these TV shows
Kill our valuable time
They make us lazy
And some kind of blind
No spending time with books and nature
Interacting with others has become a lure
The minds are filled with images
And stories of a virtual world,
In danger by a strange disease
That have suddenly appeared
Could it have been released?
This world is a drunk man's imaginary
Cause some have a big salary
I will fight
With you by my side
Would you hold my hand
As we lie in the grass
We will discuss the earth, the moon and the sun
The meaning of life
And why using guns
There is so much strife
Look into my eyes
And if the moonlight twinkle in yours
we will be hypnotized
Credits
Writer(s): Philippe Ginsberg
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