Sheila Nicholls - Peanuts Lyrics
we were searching for some kind of lovewill this human bowl ever be filledwhen we're so distracted anywaytalking about eating peanuts for another dayappalled by what i seeas nothing lessthan manufactured images of my happinessinsults all over workhumanityand corporations dictate who's a slaveand who is freewell they saiddesire would design the marketbut if you have the moneyyou can plant desire in peoples headsand make them believethey need something that they don'tpeople buy an image before they buy their foodand if we keep selling based on people's insecuritieswe'll just make them biggerand perpetuate mass blindnessthey're leaving the movie theatrehe wants a hercules happy mealhe wants a T-shirt, the sneakers, and the swordhes only four but he's learned to consume til he's boredhes only four but he's learned to consume til he's boredand i amuse myself by thinking about a day that i might seewhere every product that is sold reminded us to bewhere the external consumption is merely temporaryif you want real love,if you want real love,comsume internallyif you want real love,comsume internallyif you want real love,comsume internally
