Cracker: Turn On, Tune In, Drop Out With Me

Seemed like an apropos song for tonight.

Hey, man– if you don't keep your sense of humor, you're fucked.

Well I'm not paranoid, there is no conspiracy
But I swear big brothers watching me
Turn on, tune in, drop out, give up, with me

So you're serving aperitifs to the local survivalist militia
In camouflage you're fine but the locals still call you Morticia