Comfortable, Numb and Naive

Comfortably Numb

Get in touch with god
Turn the radio on

Get a house full of lies
Power the TV on

Read the bed time stories in the newspaper
Lull yourself into a hypnotic stupor

Switch to the music channels

Turn on your body, blindfold your soul

Tune into nine thousand outlets on cable

Get your head programmed

Watch the celebrities and wana-be's with envy
Hear the news anchors spinning and miseducating

Talk show pundits instigating and hating

Putting spells on us til we're oblivious

Drinking and roaring for sports

Is this like bread and circus for the Romans?

The last thing the fish notices

Is the water it's immersed in

(by Fazeel Azeez Chauhan, 1-29-97)

Who the hell are you

(Colored Man,) Who The Hell Are You!

Who the hell are you

We'll break your head in two

Freeze don't move

I'm watching you

Watch what you say

We'll make you pay

Who you think you are

You belong behind bars

Who the hell are you

We'll break your face in two

Beat you up straight

Turn your love to hate

Cut you into solitary

You're wrong you're crazy

You better conform

Don't question our bombs

Who the hell are you

We'll break your soul in two

You're not one of us

Don't you mess with us

Your kind we don't trust

Shut up all this fuss

Who the hell are you

We'll break your heart in two

Change your name, your hair, your face

Change your mind, your words, your faith

Don't you dare to care

That nonsense don't work here

Trade your friends for fear

Nobody feels you, nobody hears

Fazeel Azeez Chauhan

1997