Public Radio LyricsI'm tracking you down
I'm putting a cap on the top of your tower
You carry around
A stick that you claim is the source of your power
You transfer your trust
To any witness wearing a collar
You swallow that crust
Whenever they hit you up for a dollar
You argue with me
But I don't want to argue with you
You're placing a bet
The marble will stop on the black or the red
You love the internet
It fills you up with existential dread
Don't pilot a flight
Between your body and your intellect
I don't want to be right
If everybody else is incorrect
You argue with me
But I don't want to argue with you
