Drones

Fed their lies through TV Fed it in their homes Keep you on the sofa And make you feel alone Oh my god, I'm becoming a drone My wallet is empty My life is just a clone Doesn't matter what you say No matter what you do No more No need to run, boy No need to hide Solve all your problems for $19.95 Oh my god, I'm becoming a drone Produce it through the masses And then shove it down my throat Doesn't matter what you say No matter what you do I'm a drone