Sometimes I wonder what goes on
The world is on the loose
The words, the songs, the story lines
The hype we do produce
I wonder if I heard it wrong
Or did I miss the boat
Or did my logic go beserk
And set my raft afloat
And then I learned the nasty plot
They’re out to cure our ills
It seems at night when we’re asleep
They feed us silly pills
© Dr. Jon C. Fulfs – July 1994