let's exchange films, but they're repeats
who cares, John Doe doesn't remember
and they did, screwed him,
who is John Doe-don't you know
he's your father and mother too
'if you're gonna shoot, shoot, don't talk'
for the spectator its like 'High Noon'
he never gets to talk, they moved violence
to war, gala affairs, mob gatherings
sport festivals, all kinds of circuses
now talk shows, most popular
so very vicarious, even then we are
being screwed, electronically polluted
all for the ratings
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