Can't Call This House a Home

I never even saw it coming

Never even stood a chance

What was hidden in my daydreams

Realized every failed romance

All the truths lie somewhere in between

the movies and the magazines

Every Saturday morning I became

the target of some new campaign

I knew the face of Tony Tiger

Before I knew the face of Jesus Christ

I prayed to a Golden Arched Mecca

And to the clown I sang my throat dry

They had me at “hello”

My soul was sold

before I’d set the price

And the toys that came inside

Were like a plastic wrapped suicide

The devil put a band together

They toured around the globe

Oprah did an interview

They got their own reality show

So no one even noticed

When hell was unleashed out from below

Lo and behold their anthem for destruction

Reached top ten on the radio

The last thing I remember

I saw the clown shake hands with Uncle Sam

They had just signed an agreement to ensure

The safety of some long foreseen plan

And what the language can’t take care of

You bet your sweet ass that our apathy can

And no one cared about the outcome

Because they started playing that damn song again

And we all danced to forget the sorrow

We rolled over for our bones

We had such high hopes for tomorrow

You can wait here to die

But you can’t call this house a home

So I will wander here forever

Or I will settle like a stone

I will pray there could be a heaven

I will wait here to die

But I won’t call this house a home