One-Eyed lyrics

Kill this channel It needs to be switched I offer a vendetta in exchange For a split second to blink In exchange for A split second to blink Dragged from view So no split second to blink Hide the hovels Give not a split second to blink Kill this channel - less for more Lifestyle stink I spread out saved silver In exchange for the broken spirits Toward whom I won't blink I stockpile for the impending What? But who's paying? Who is paying? But who's paying Lift the lid and it dawns Who's paying? Bereft, desperate, the belittled The devalued to no value They are paying Should stoop ever lower Bow and scrape - they are paying So take a split second to know That abolition didn't lift them Off their knees From plantation, transplantation Behind suburban curtains The upshot of their exertions A vacuum-packed ambivalence Get them off their knees!