The revolution will not be televised-
we’re drowning in information concealing lies spewed by politicians in red, white, and blue disguise, covered by pundits masquerading as the wise. Witnessing her demise Democracy cries:
The revolution will not be televised.
The Internet will not be our salvation-
we’re mesmerized, taking a mental vacation, never present in our physical location, always focused on some distant destination. Distractibility disrupts revelation-
The Internet will not be our salvation.
And the media will not move the masses-
we’re shielded from truth by rainbow tinted glasses, provided for free from oppressive classes, brainwashing us, telling us solids are gases, spinning news and hiding lies but we’re the asses-
Cause the media will not move the masses.
But the schools will not save our education-
we’re planting minds in soil of desolation, a generation stunted by standardization, breeding sheeple grazing without motivation. Our system’s cracked at the foundation-
So the schools will not save our education.
No, the government will not save our nation-
we’re counting on crooks bought by highest donation, flying first class while we’re stuck at the station. Economic stimulus is just masturbation, as too big too fail thrives we get stagnation-
No, the government will not save our nation.
Our only hope’s if we soon realize-
we’re faced with irreversible demise, no more slumber- we can pry open our eyes, the people’s power must be mobilized. Because what’s lost will be rebuilt if we rise-
But our only hope is if we soon realize.
**Credit to Gil Scott-Heron for the opening line and providing inspiration.**