No further amusing entertainment
We've pre-programed the level of your mind
No depth left to forage for
We've taken all there was to find

There's boredom in the babes
Ditz can only go so far
As well as the thought of blood sucking slaves
As well as the boredom of bazaar

And where are you now my once tethered friend
Where the realities of life on my thought did depend
To be seen up close and not afar
The wisdom of the host now just a formaldehyde jar

No minutes sold on lost pretend
That the hands can't hold or mind comprehend
Sleep once sold is now alone again
For natures mold is now the primal trend

Where depth of thought takes no mind
And natural mode is sleep to find
Sunsets roost is now the place of bed
Rather than the dumbed down find on the TV instead