Consensus is not a fact-based exercise
Youre tied and bound to this self-indulgent enterprise
We call america
A brush with a star, a token of love
A name in the sand, enough is enough
A diet of air, a face on the net
A fish in your palm, your television set
Once you convince yourself
The universe falls into place
Youve got your ideas
And your posse of friends
You all make up rules
And the fun never ends
But still theres a problem, leaves you gasping for air
You look for some meaning, blank smiles are all thats there
And still water stales a soft summer breeze
You cling to your hopes while you drop to your knees
Theres no substance!(2x)
Once you convince yourself
The universe falls into place
Youve got your ideas
And your posse of friends
You all make up rules
And the fun never ends
But still theres a problem, leaves you gasping for air
You look for some meaning, blank smiles are all thats there
And still water stales a soft summer breeze
You cling to your hopes while you drop to your knees
Theres no substance!(2x)