Pop This
(Written: 1/24/96)

Won't you pop this pill,
feels good, reducing your will.
Everyone makes this happen,
everyone knows it's rotten.

Supermodles make me scream,
Superstars are on the same team.
I wanna pop a hole in my head.
Pop culture, it makes me sick.
Pop culture, it's so pointless.
Pop culture.

Drowning in a sea of empty heads,
too much flesh i dread,
when there is no real content.
It's right there, don't you see it?

Alternatives make my skin crawl,
when the time comes I'll watch them all fall.
Pop culture, I hate it.
Pop culture, oh it's so pop to hate.
Pop culture.

Pop this pill,
the pain will disappear.
I open the shiny blade,
do I take it to my veins?
No I'll hand it off,
they'll be just as willing,
to stab me in the back.

Businessmen, make me dream,
businessmen, steal it away from me.
I wanna pop a hole in their head.
Pop culture, it makes me broke.
Pop culture, can't bring you happiness.
Pop culture.

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Joshua S. Bell
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