The Mass man's World of Lies
by Heather Goldsmith
The mass man with his head full of jelly the TV tells him who to idolize and who to despise. Never a thought in his empty head, the mass man's should be declared brain dead.
The puppet-master's tell him what to buy and sell, who to love and who to hate. When election time draws near they tell him to take note, for which golem he will vote.
The throw away plastic world in which the mass man lives is based on lies a normal person would despise. But the mass man has no ears, no eyes.
Weighted down in debt on the horses he will bet. The mass man buys his beer and smokes though he can't meet the rent or beat off his debt to the IRS.
The devils in D.C. wrap themselves in the cloaks of angels. The three monkeys have nothing on the mass man, who doesn't see, speak or hear.
The mass man is so stupid he doesn't know the mafia hijacked the election, 08'. He lives in a sewer that's hell yet believes the USA's doing swell.
