| There’s a contamination
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| That’s polluting our sight
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| What we call recreation
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| Is wreckin' our minds
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| From out of California
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| Come sights and sounds
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| Offensive to the taste
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| Every night in the livin' rooms
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| Media’s dumpin' tons of psychic waste
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| Through the games and movies
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| Teaching our young
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| A nihilist is groovy
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| As if it some kind fun
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| We want some relaxation
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| All we get is violence, hate and fear
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| We get so used to mutilation
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| That we no longer flinch or shed a tear
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| Well, they say, «If you don’t like it
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| You can simply turn it off»
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| But this crazy kind of logic
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| Doesn’t hardly cut the stuff
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| It’s like saying, «Give up water
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| If the taste is hard to bear»
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| And, «If there’s air pollution
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| Well, then just don’t breathe the air!»
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| Just to look at this garbage
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| Ought to tear us apart
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| All the crime and the carnage
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| They’re feeding our hearts
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| Talk about world pollution
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| Let me take this time to state my case
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| We oughtta get more concerned
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| About the global threat of psychic waste
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| We gotta get mad about it!
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| We oughtta be cryin' about it!
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| From out of California
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| Comes sights and sounds
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| Offensive to the taste
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| Every night in our livin' rooms
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| Media’s dumpin' tons of psychic waste
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| Talk about world pollution
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| We ought to be more concerned
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| About the psychic waste
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| What they’re callin' entertainment
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| Amounts to nothin' more than psychic waste! |