Story Behind The Song

Just sick of contrived "reality" tv.

Song Description

Shutting out the reality around you just to watch in on TV

Lyrics

Brain Dead, underneath the notion that the best thing is not to know
Silence, quiet affirmation that your head got stuck in a hole
But it's nice here, can I stay a little longer, I've got no better place to go
Lock the doors dear, I can't listen to the screaming no more

Just like paper in rain
Your conscience slowly erodes
Don't you give up the ghost now honey
We've got a long way to go

It's a slow ride down the road of madness and there is no end to the road
Are the lights on? Are the cameras rolling? I've got tons more souls to be sold
I've got a story, but it's gonna cost you and I don't take credit or gold
Listen up dear, I've got some bad news for you - It seems the ratings went cold

Like a shot to the head
You find that life's not a show
Don't you give up the ghost now honey
We've got a long way to go
(You can rest when you're dead)

There's a stone with faded writing
On a grave with browning green
And the words, simple and poetic
Say "Here lies the American dream"

Douse the vanishing sun
As the scence fades out slow
We've got a long way to go now honey
Don't you give up the ghost