Foreman's Dog lyrics

Here's an all new version

Teeming with distractions

Trojan horse rolled backwards

Mastered by your own device

Then spliced

Then cut in

The sad and sorry image

Of some grinning 'caster

Staring at a sinkhole

Piling up disasters

Marking the footage 'raw'

Now parade their muscles

Trying to make their dicks grow

Warring with their bodies

Dimension's oversold

"And I wonder

Yeah, I wonder if I pierce it

Will my body stop lying to me?"

Now mouthing mile a minute

Blasting like a furnace

Fogging up the lenses

With the dampness of spew

Loss of concentration

Loss of obvious

It's a stock set-up

Loss of concentration

Loss of obvious

It's a stock set-up

Laws of stimulation

Signed anonymous

It's just a stock set-up

Man check it out!

A well-worn cop's shoe's

Kicking out a door frame

Class war extra

PR-ing like a foreman's dog

"What a slob!

But I guess, you know

He's got to make a living somehow"

Tossing a wild-eyed greaser

Right onto the pavement

Scanned into the bright light

Maxing the pixels to glow

Loss of concentration

Loss of obvious

It's a stock set-up

Loss of concentration

Loss of obvious

It's a stock set-up

Laws of stimulation

Signed anonymous

It's a stock set-up

How did it come to this?

How? How?

How did it come, come to this?

How? How?

How did it come

To mean nothing but this?

That's all I can say

That's all I can say

• Artist:Fugazi
• Album:End Hits (1998)