Decree Lyrics - Reprieve - Ani Difranco

Step up and forfeit your frontal lobe 

To the sexed-up stroll of celebrity 

Never mind that the nanoseconds in between 

Are some of the darkest darkness that you've ever seen 

Keep your eye on my finger and listen to the sound of my voice 

Get your subliminal decree and your false security 

Be all that you can be, be all that you can be 

In hospitals and schools, airports, and banks and bars 

Big ones on street corners, little ones driving by in cars 

And glowing through countless bedroom curtains at night 

That thirty k tone and that pale blue light saying 

Dad knows best, yes this is the news 

And ninety second segments officially produced 

And aired again, and again, and again 

By the little black and white pawns of the network yes men 

Well the stars are going out and the stripes are getting bent 

And cancer the great teacher has been opening schools 

Down stream from every factory still, everywhere fools 

Are squinting into microscopes researching cells 

Trying to figure out a way that we can all live in hell 

Well step back, look up, you'll see I'm dimming the sun 

But you won't will you? No, that's a good little one 

Cause daddy knows best, yes this is the news 

And ninety second segments officially produced 

And aired again, and again, and again 

By the little black and white pawns of the network yes men 

Well the stars are going out and the stripes are getting bent 

Yes the stars are going out and the stripes are getting bent