Paid To Get Excited

And the sky is falling upwards On a summer desert night While kids in school are forced To sing the battle hymns just right Extras paid to get excited On the TV screen So doped up on diversions That they don't know what it means To be free to hate the ones you hate Free to love the ones you love Free to like the land you live on Not the one who leads All I'm sayin' Dig the grave you lay in After all, you make the call Hang up before it's too late Make sure to give your full attention Smile the best you can Watch this hand give peace sign While the other chokes a man 'Cause he wants to love another man They'll tell you that its bad Some book that set the moral codes Is glamorized in ads So be free to hate the ones you hate Free to love the ones you love Free to like the land you live on Not the one who leads All I'm sayin' Dig the grave you lay in After all, you make the call Hang up before it's too late And the back flipping, spike-haired preachers preaching Through their headset mics Saying, "God is the new Elvis And he's gonna rock tonight'€ So just sip on that new energy drink Although it tastes like shit 'Cause a pretty TV couple says They can't live without it Free to hate the ones you hate Free to love the ones you love Free to like the land you live on Not the one who leads All I'm sayin' Dig the grave you lay in After all, you make the call Hang up before it's too late Free to hate the ones you hate Free to love the ones you love Free to like the land you live on Not the one who leads All I'm sayin' Dig the grave you lay in After all, you make the call Hang up before it's too late