Our Father Who Art On Fox

In the beginning God created the earth
But Donald trump took over
As The Apprentice searched for the next disciples
The search for meaning flashed before your eyes
Mute and meditation are one in the same
Commercials, contemplation, confession is here
Interaction dictated by breaks in your vision
Yet vision creates confession that comes from your sight
The microwave beeps as communion is ready
And your prayer is mumbled directions on when to stir
Make your way back to the Bible
The next book begins
Genesis, Exodus
Leviticus, Next Top Model
The verses you study
As Paris Hilton delivers the sermon of salvation
The sex tapes will save us
That's all we have left
Just like inflated boobs will float us to Hollywood heaven
We cling on to bodies
Self-image repent
Anorexia is the hail mary of todays generation
On our knees we beg for late night salvation
David Letterman is the preacher for now
As time ticks by Colbert gets up from his pew
And Jesus blends in to the six o' clock news
Televisions blaring out hymns
Telus, Rogers, Shaw are denominations
The network, the Pope
A difference doesn't exist
Yet commandments are broken
Sinfully published
Paparazzi capturing the sacredness of our idols
Celebrity gossip is whispers of truth
As mans search for meaning is a public display
We all follow so blindly
Our faith in the channels
Hell already exposed when a station is down
Nothing left here to fear
For YouTube allows us Joan's communication
And the bright neon lights
Light the path to our maker