Steve Tranter’s Brain Drip (Poison Brew) by GM Jon

Drip, drip, drip, drip Drip, drip, drip, drip Information dripping through my brain The propaganda tablets in the mix Message drugs are almost all the same Telling me that I should get my fix Those mushed up diatribes, they never sting To slowly penetrate the softened mind Fifty ways to say the same old thing Through tacky implantations made to bind Now, I think I know what’s fake, and what is true And they will never kill my point of view And now I shall escape their toxic glue Of drumbeat repetitions and nightmare apparitions For I will never drink their poison brew Variations of the same old news The mirages that never get reprieved Denies the people’s freedom to choose The biggest lies more likely believed So will you join the groupthink of the tribe? Avoiding moral choices and confusion And will you drink the potion of the bribe? And swallow down the tablet of delusion? Now, I think I know what’s fake, and what is true And they will never kill my point of view And now I shall escape their toxic glue Of drumbeat repetitions and nightmare apparitions For I will never drink their poison brew The drip, drip, drip; drip, drip of information Same old news, dripping through my brain Past the point of saturation And now I break the chain, yeah see me break that chain