Lyrics:

Pretty pictures in your favorite magazines
Span the distance between you and Mr Clean (?)
You can take part in the All-American dream
Just fill your house up with a million
Products you don't need.

You don't ever have to use them.
Buying is all that's asked of you.
But if it's so Goddamn incredible
That you can't believe it's true
It's Madison Avenue

Make it all commercial
There ain't nothin' folks won't buy
New fuel to fire up the monsters of Free Enterprise
Gizmos and gadgets, and batteries to make them run
Just give your check up at the first of every month

And don't wake up to the uselessness
Till your whole life is overdue.
'Cause if it's so Goddamn incredible
That you can't believe it's true
It's Madison Avenue

They can sell sand to a man livin' in the desert.
They can sell tuna to the chicken of the sea...
You are surrounded and confounded and
Dumbfounded by the happenings yes it's true
It's Madison Avenue