it's never quite enough
yr always just too much
there are far too [bad word] and there's no room to move
i'll disconnect myself and fall
right out of line
i've severed all the ties 
and freed my mind from all that binds

FAR TOO BUSY FLIPPING FROM STATION TO STATION
FAR TOO BUSY LIVING IN THE PROZAC NATION

evryday my radio tells me to go away
just play the same old [bad word] song
just pop the same old [bad word] pill
and evrything is A.O.K.

now dive in deep
die in yr sleep
and try to keep
yr promised [bad word] of the [bad word] that we [bad word] over me 
this slavery
your leap of faith's
a leap of fate
they leave mistakes for us to undo
just dare to be
just dare to see
just dare me please
to unmask you

evryday my radio tells me to go away
YR ALL LIVING IN THE PROZAC NATION