"Foreman's Dog" lyrics - FUGAZI

"Foreman's Dog"

Here's an all new version
Teeming with distractions
Trojan horse rolled backwards
Mastered by your own device
Then splice in then cut to
The sad and sorry image of
Some grinning 'caster staring
At a sinkhole piling up
Disasters marking the
Footage 'raw'
Now parade the muscles
Trying to make their dicks
Grow warring with their
Bodies dimensions oversold
"I wonder if I pierce it
Will my body stop lying
To me?"
Now mouthing mile a minute
Blasting like a furnace
Fogging up the lenses with
The dampness of spew
Loss of concentration/
Loss of obvious
Laws of stimulation/
Signed anonymous
It's a stock set-up
Man check it out! A well
Worn cop's shoe's kicking
Out a door frame classwar
Extra PR-ing like a
Foreman's dog
"What a slob but I guess
You know he's got to make
A living somehow"
Tossing a wild eyed greaser
Right onto the pavement
Scanned into the bright light
Maxing the pixels to glow
How did it come to mean
Nothing but this?