Walking In Circles Lyrics & Tabs by Chet Nichols
Walking In Circles
guitar chords lyrics
"Walking In Circles"
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Winner of "The Best Lyrics Contest" at Broadjam
Use technology whenever they can
iPods are set for endless play
In their wireless, Bluetooth red berets
Blackberries beam the evening news
From motion powered dancing shoes
Implants power their PDAs
It's time to buy a ticket and just get away………
Walking in circles
Crawling in circles
Living in circles
Dreaming in circles
Working in circles
Living in circles
Dreaming in circles
Working in circles
Jerking in circles
Round and round and round we go
When we finally get home
We just hit the floor
Between the silicone tits and the surgical ass
We watching TV we think is real
‘bout washed-up rockers with short term deals
Download lovers on the fly
Laptop dancers swaying eye-to-eye
Fiber optics will ease the pain
If you can feed the cable down the drain
REPEAT BRIDGE 1.
If you're feeling hungry take a pill
Multi-colored tidbits 'll fill the bill
High tech models, as thin as rails
Drop ‘em in the snow and ride ‘em downhill
No, no, no, how can this be?
There's a new world war on our palm TVs
You don't need a plug to get plugged in
To the digital life with a 3D spin
‘Cause we're too busy with our hand held phones
Back and forth to a place called job
Planned distractions while they steal and rob
Macy's, Visa, and Mastercard
Have you living in a tent in your neighbor's yard
Hey, hey, hey now what's that sound?
Everybody's puking on the merry-go-round
REPEAT So they live with dolls who just there sit and stare
Newborn babies are left to die
‘Cause it's inconvenient to honor their lives
We re-write history with the stroke of a pen
So the whole mess happens all over again
While the world is starving and stuck in a rut
Its time to bend over and take it in the you-know-what
REPEAT BRIDGE 2.
But wait a minute friend, what's this I see
Nobody's watching their MTV?
They all on The Net surfing TheTube
Hoping to see some celebrity's boobs
YourSpace, MyPlace, let's have a chat
The pedophiles purr while they're stroking their cats
There's a guy who emails me twice a day
He says he's got a billion bucks to send my way
And the pyramid schemes make you pay to play
To get what you want you gotta visualize
Through all of the bullshit and things you despise
The altars are clogged with wannabees
Directing paparazzi, "Look at me, me, me"
As, the promo machine spins round and round
It announces the demons sent to clean up the town
REPEAT
