Lies With Ties

We were on a long walk in the park
in late March
when the lake started to break parts of ice
into wise men chanting
"Don't lie honey, we all hide something.
It's usually the dreams we're bent on crushing"
We started running, we weren't listening
we were disguised as guys in touch with misery
full of lies with ties to every industry
corporate slime and crime
the Scooter Libby scene

Now parts of ice start to break into people
this park's a device for government evil
somehow we're inside a fake clone environment
just like lab mice runnin from the scientists
trapped in a maze under constant survelance
it's like the Truman Show except they're all aliens
they're all in disguise, all using alias
they're lookin at us like we are the craziest  
species of animal that ever existed