Karaoke Friday - What an entrance

I posted some pictures on the blog about a week ago, I was lucky enough to get some tickets to see WWE Raw when it was filmed here in Pittsburgh.  While I haven't been much of a wrestling fan recently, I pretty much stopped watching the product shortly after Chris Benoit murdered his family,  it was still an experience for me to see it live and in person for the first time.  There have been plenty of wrestling events in Pittsburgh in the past, but for any of a number of reasons I was never able to see it live, so I went more because of the novelty of the event for me than any love of wrestling in particular.

It was my trip to see wrestling though that inspires this week's karaoke entry.  As any avid viewer of the product knows, the wrestlers often come to the ring with their own entrance music.  Probably my favorite   would be Edge's entrance theme, "Metalingus" by Alter Bridge.

But what if I were to have an entrance theme?  Just what would it be?    I think it just might be this...

The main attraction, distraction
Got ya number than number than numb
Empty ya pockets son, they got you thinkin' that
What ya need is what they selling
Make you think that buying is rebelling

From the theaters to malls on every shore
Tha thin line between entertainment and war
The front line is everywhere, there be no shelter here
Spielberg, the nightmare works so push it far
Amistad was a whip, the truth was feathered and tarred

Memory erased, burned and scarred
Trade in ya history for a VCR
Cinema, simulated life, ill drama
Fourth Reich culture, Americana
Chained to the dream they got ya searchin' for
Tha thin line between entertainment and war

There be no shelter here
Tha front line is everywhere
There be no shelter here
Tha front line is everywhere

There be no shelter here
Tha front line is everywhere
There be no shelter here
Tha front line is everywhere

Hospitals not profit full
Yet market bulls got pockets full
To advertise some hip disguise
View tha world from American eyes
Tha poor adore keep fiendin' for more
Tha thin line between entertainment and war

They fix the need, develop the taste
Buy their products or get laid to waste
Coca Cola is back in the veins of Saigon
And Rambo too, he got a dope pair of Nikes on

Godzilla, pure muthafuckin' filler
To keep ya eyes off the real killer
Cinema, simulated life, ill drama
Fourth Reich culture, Americana
Chained to the dream they got ya searchin' for
Tha thin line between entertainment and war

There be no shelter here
Tha front line is everywhere
There be no shelter here
Tha front line is everywhere

There be no shelter here
Tha front line is everywhere
There be no shelter here
Tha front line is everywhere

American eyes, American eyes
View the world from American eyes
Bury the past, rob us blind
And leave nothing behind

American eyes, American eyes
View the world from American eyes
Bury the past, rob us blind
And leave nothing behind

Just stare
Just stare
Just stare
Just stare
Relive the nightmare

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