Lyrics:
he can't take the street no moreStreet too full full of junkThinks he'll hide in his roomRoom too full full of junkHe turns to his t.v. t.v. full full of junkProcessed zombies pushing junkJunk food junk clothesDressed in junk from head to toeEat what you're givenEat what you getEat what you're givenEat what you getEat what you're givenEat what you getEat what you're givenAnd be thankful what you getHe screams for moreHits the night life once againNight life full full of junkJunk is all he'll ever knowJunk music junk danceToo many junkheads on the floor(repeat chorus to end)