[Verse] Walking down the streets of LA Back in '80 With the Daily Squib gripped tight in my hand Headlines screaming Making my brain hurt Fake news Propaganda Playing its dirty game [Verse 2] Sipping whiskey at the Rainbow Bar and Grill Reading the Squib Trying to separate fact from fiction But it's all just a twisted Distorted mess Media circus Spinning out of control [Chorus] Oh The Daily Squib It's a wild ride Messing with my mind as the world collides But I won't surrender to its twisted ways Gonna find the truth Gonna break free someday
