Private Protocol Video (MV)

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I'm calling you God
Bring me back
I have too many secrets
And sex is a trap
I just want to be home
My local address
Private protocol
With public internet access

Watching these people with discretion in mind
I edit my history; anonymity's kind
I hate my big brother trying to tap my lines
I hate crawling under their servers of time
Mother of the internet please get your tubes tied
Cause this shit that prevails combines truth with lies
No source differentiates the real from the fake
Sans-serif font-face falls the editors way
Erase it all now; destroy my evidence
DOD standards, so forensics can't edit it
Hold me in contempt in this court of law
While I prove to you every copyright flaw
The Swedish have it right, no prosecution
When you can't determine the address resolution
Matching an alias to a real name's irrelevant
Like taking fact from fiction
The vision's indefinite

I'm calling you God
Bring me back
I have too many secrets
And sex is a trap
I just want to be home
My local address
Private protocol
With public internet access
I'm calling you God
Bring me back
I have too many secrets
And sex is a trap
I just want to be home
My local address
Private protocol
With public internet access

Trent sent the stage for selling music today
An open source pioneer, siding near his fan-base
While Radiohead just creeps in from behind
Don't forget the dime
Thirteen cents or whatever it is
I'm giving you this option
Download the R.I.A.A.'s nail in the coffin
Music is evolved; leave the middle man out
I know history has a way of repeating itself
But you think you realize some shit never sells
Especially when the artist makes a prominent public display of action
The king and the queen need to reach out pimp slap him
Grab him by the collar
Put him back on his leash
With sir Elton and their malevolent speak
Until you understand how the world revolves
Keep working on your future Walt Disney songs

I'm calling you God
Bring me back
I have too many secrets
And sex is a trap
I just want to be home
My local address
Private protocol
With public internet access
I'm calling you God
Bring me back
I have too many secrets
And sex is a trap
I just want to be home
My local address
Private protocol
With public internet access

The BitTorrent medium is a perfect distribution
Everyone contributes a piece of the solution
I don't, however, agree things need to be capped
Bottling tubes will only get the senator mad
Following truth the only way that I can
I have a life and job
I gotta to cover my ass
So maybe with that you won't really be mad
When I don't bootleg everything that you have
Only because of ethics, I cannot agree
Only because the government has to be watching me
How can they say knowledge is power and money is evil
When evil is the knowledge of keeping the power from the people
The money is the motive
The driving force of greed
That keeps your family believing
That truth will set you free

I'm calling you God
Bring me back
I have too many secrets
And sex is a trap
I just want to be home
My local address
Private protocol
With public internet access
I'm calling you God
Bring me back
I have too many secrets
And sex is a trap
I just want to be home
My local address
Private protocol
With public internet access

One, two, seven, zero, zero, one
One, two, seven, zero, zero, one
One, two, seven, zero, zero, one
One, two, seven, zero, zero, one