a magazine ad featuring ruggedley handsome and raw peoplensaying that love is the law and that we're all equalnis really selling a scent containing a strange animal gland secretionnor a chemical frequently named as the cancer-causing agentnyou can dance and be vacantnyou can bitch about television with shitty stationsnyou think the answer is to kill my TV?ni'll blow your microwave upnit doesn't play DVD's or video cassette tapes of inspiring filmsnit violently rearranges food molecules and kills nutritional contentntraditional heating keeps a modern man's logic from rotting during a power meetingnmoderate well being just isn't adequateni must be equipped for no matter how bad it getsnambivalent sometimes but diligently sautering together the suit of armor i dream of modelingnnchorus:nnobody tries to avenge or resistnthings they do not believe to existnyou and i both take advantage of thisnevery time we speaknwe only confirm or deny what is knownnwill we condemn or compete for the throne?nwe are atlantis, egypt, and romenwe are what we seeknni used to holler and hoot because it suited menparticipating in various, victimless tomfoolerynand later on i was elusive and tight-lippednonly surfacing when certain statements required nice quipsnnow it's a balancing act - different day, different hatnyou got a picture of an avalanche, i'll look at thatnspaghetti dinner at a cattle ranch, i might attendnthe daily dosage recommended i'll exceednand then i'll send a letter to the manufacturernstating that i am not a consumer, i am a capturerni'm not affected by things i get outside ofnif love is light when the night strikes, i would like lovenshining a bright beam blinding and unseenncenturies-old entities sent despite my dreamsnbefore it regains sight i'm fully awakenstirring it's evil inside a protein shakennchorus (x 2)