Text: B.O.B.. No Genre. Shoot Up The Station.

Chorus:
Shoot up the station,
T.V. station, T.V.
Shoot up the station,
T.V. station,
Shoot up the station,
T.V. station!

Shoot up the television... in demolition,
It's how we fucked the system in missionary position.
Listen! It's my intention for giving this transition,
This is for the citizens livin in glass prisons...
Coming up in my position,
The product of my condition,
With a business plan in my head,
And the vision of a politician.
It's funny how we mirror what we witness,
Cause this is broadcast television from the villa to the village...
So therefore we go bang-bang,
On your corporate main frame,
We don't want that watered down,
We don't want that plain jane,
Take back that diet coke,
We don't want the same thing!
This is not a protest,
Better yet a bang-bang,
Now everybody say....

Chorus:
Shoot up the station,
T.V. station, T.V.
Shoot up the station,

T.V. station,
Shoot up the station,
T.V. station!

I'm in a different realm,
I live in alpa mode...
And I forgot already but you're about to know.
You know Im riding for, that bullshit I just ain't vouchin fo..
I beat the game already,
Now I'm just trying to cope.
The truth is scary, its very revolutionary,
The signal is gone and faded,
The televisions are buried.
Have you heard of the beast?
Well we all live in the belly,
Inhabitants of the country jungle to silicon vally.
There is nothing to fear, not even illuminati.
As evil as things appear, perception is just reality.
I ain't really here,
A holographic anatomy,
Really Im on the ship with the planetary academy.

Chorus: (x2)
Shoot up the station,
T.V. station, T.V.
Shoot up the station,
T.V. station,
Shoot up the station,
T.V. station!