Lies With Ties

We were on a long walk
in the park
in late March
when the lake started to break
parts of ice into wise men chanting

"Don't lie honey
we all hide something
It's usually the dreams
we're bent on crushing"

We started running
we weren't listening
we were disguised as guys
in touch with misery
full of lies with ties to every industry
corporate slime and crime
the Scooter Libby scene

Now parts of ice start to break into people
this park's a device for government evil
somehow we're inside a fake clone environment
just like lab mice runnin' from the scientists
trapped in a maze under constant surveillance
it's like the Truman Show except they're all aliens
they're all in disguise, all using alias
they're lookin' at us like we are the craziest
species of animal in all of existence
our lives are controlled by alien interests