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A public service Announcement followed me home the other day
I paid it never mind
Go away
sh*t so thick you could stir it with a stick- free Teflon whitewashed presidency
We're sick of being jerked around
Wear that on your sleeve
Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, Lord
Count your blessings
We're sick of being jerked around
We all fall down
Have you ever seen the televised St. Vitus Subcommittee Prize
Investigation dance? Those-ants-in-pants glances
Well, look behind the eyes
It's a hallowed, hollow anesthetized
"Save my own ass, screw these guys"
Smoke and mirror lock down
Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, Lord
Count your blessings
The papers wouldn't lie!
I sigh
Not one more
It's been a bad day
Please don't take a picture
It's been a bad day
Please
It's been a bad day
Please don't take a picture
It's been a bad day
Please
We're dug in the deep, the price is steep
The auctioneer is such a creep
The lights went out, the oil ran dry
We blamed it on the other guy
Sure, all men are created equal
Here's the church, here's the steeple
"Please stay tuned - we cut to sequel"
Ashes to ashes, we all fall down
Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, Lord
Count your blessings
Ignore the lower fears
Oh, this means war
It's been a bad day
Please don't take a picture
It's been a bad day
Please
It's been a bad day
Please don't take a picture
It's been a bad day
Please
Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, Lord
Count your blessings
We're sick of being jerked around
We all fall down
It's been a bad day
Please don't take a picture
It's been a bad day
Please
It's been a bad day
Please don't take a picture
It's been a bad day
Please
It's been a bad day
Please don't take a picture
It's been a bad day
Please
It's been a bad day
Please don't take a picture
It's been a bad day
Please
The lyrics to The M.I.C.S's song "Bad Hair Day" paint a vivid picture of frustration, disillusionment, and a sense of being manipulated and let down by those in power. The opening lines describe a public service announcement being ignored and dismissed, symbolizing a lack of trust and faith in authority figures. The imagery of "sh*t so thick you could stir it with a stick" and a "Teflon whitewashed presidency" suggests a feeling of corruption and deception that is pervasive in society. The repetition of "We're sick of being jerked around" emphasizes a sense of helplessness and being taken advantage of.
The reference to a televised investigation dance and the idea of smoke and mirrors suggest a superficial and deceptive facade being presented to the public. The lyrics delve into themes of selfishness and self-preservation at the expense of others, with lines like "Save my own ass, screw these guys." The plea to "count your blessings" amidst all the chaos and deceit highlights a longing for some positivity and sincerity in a world filled with manipulation and lies.
The chorus, with its call to "broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, Lord" and the repetition of "It's been a bad day, please don't take a picture," conveys a sense of weariness and exhaustion with the constant struggles and disappointments of life. The mention of blame shifting and inequality in the verse "Sure, all men are created equal, here's the church, here's the steeple" reflects a disillusionment with the supposed fairness and justice in society.
Overall, the song "Bad Hair Day" by The M.I.C.S is a powerful commentary on the challenges and frustrations of modern life, highlighting the feelings of being manipulated, let down, and worn out by those in positions of authority. It calls for a reevaluation of values and a recognition of the harsh realities faced by individuals in a world where deception and selfishness often prevail.
A public service Announcement followed me home the other day
A message from authority confronted me unexpectedly
I paid it never mind
I ignored it completely
Go away
I don't want to hear it
sh*t so thick you could stir it with a stick- free Teflon whitewashed presidency
Situations are so challenging, even a corrupt leader can't avoid blame
Wear that on your sleeve
Show your emotions openly
Count your blessings
Remember to be grateful
We're sick of being jerked around
We're tired of being manipulated
I sigh
I express a deep breath of disappointment
Have you ever seen the televised St. Vitus Subcommittee Prize Investigation dance? Those-ants-in-pants glances
Have you witnessed the absurdity in political investigations?
Well, look behind the eyes
Examine what's truly going on
It's a hallowed, hollow anesthetized
It's a fake, numbing experience
"Save my own ass, screw these guys"
"Protecting myself is more important than helping others"
Smoke and mirror lock down
Deception and distraction are firmly in place
The papers wouldn't lie!
The media can't be trusted
The lights went out, the oil ran dry
We face a crisis with dwindling resources
We blamed it on the other guy
We shifted responsibility to someone else
Sure, all men are created equal
In theory, everyone should have the same rights
Here's the church, here's the steeple
Traditional symbols of society
"Please stay tuned - we cut to sequel"
Get ready for the next episode of chaos
Ashes to ashes, we all fall down
Ultimately, we will face destruction together
Ignore the lower fears
Don't let minor concerns distract you
Oh, this means war
Prepare for conflict
We're dug in the deep, the price is steep
We're entrenched in a difficult situation with high costs
The auctioneer is such a creep
Those in power are exploiting us
Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, Lord
Send a positive message during hard times
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Written by: William Thomas Berry, Peter Lawrence Buck, Michael E. Mills, Michael Stipe
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