A song about my hatred of celebrities who think that their celebrity status makes their opinions more important.
lyrics
You, with your painfully contrived attempts
at vaulted intellectualism.
You, lulled into the belief that you're intelligent
by the voice of collectivism.
You, in your circle of elitists
trying to talk to me about inequality
You, on your pulpit from nothing more than popular opinion
shouting "Everyone come follow me!"
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Let them eat cake, you might as well say,
A meaningless person, a shell of a man,
I hate your way of life, how you impose,
and everything for which you stand.
You assume that since you're on a talk show
that your point of view is worth a dime,
did you ever stop to think that if fame had never found you,
that no one would even give you the time?
You, denouncing the system
which allows your denunciation,
You, biting the hand
that built your life's very foundation.
You, setting criminal example
but deny your ill effect,
You, hypocrisy defines you, I remind you
that you live the life you claim to reject,
I've got your number, watch your back.
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credits
from Fragments in Abstract,
released June 1, 2008
Tyler Bybee - Guitar
Jake Hawken - everything else
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