If we give the horses blinders
 They won't see the approaching ledge
 Too much time and effort spent on just another bridge

 We [bad word] the local doctor
 We [bad word] the medicine
 Our child gets a scratch
 We give our child a brand new head
 We eat what's on our plate
 We drink what's in our cup
 We like the shiny tv screen
 It spits we lap it up

 And so they push this product
 And they know we'll buy it
 They sing a song
 We hum along
 We sing
 But we don't understand the words to the song

 And they fill our heads
 With sugar coated [bad word] 
 Cause there's no need to talk
 When we have medicine

 There's a pill for every [bad word] up thought
 And a cure for every [bad word] up child

 When the mind [bad word] 
 Be sure it won't cross the finish line
 And if it wanders
 Bring it back and cage it for some time
 And if it stretches
 It will only one day rip
 To prevent excessive thought
 Just keep it up on the shelf

 And when the shelves are full
 And supplies are short
 And [bad word] out
 You've got a thousand mindless zombies
 And terrified horses on your hands

 It was a [bad word] good plan
 It was a [bad word] good plan