Lyrics:

Song title is a parody of the title of Nazi propaganda film, “Triumph of the Will”, made by Leni Riefenstahl in 1935.
'We came home and found our son
Lying dead on his bed of a gunshot wound
He had his headphones on
And there was an Ozzy record on the turntable
So, we called our lawyer'

Life can only get better
All you need to do is fall in love
Everyone else has fun but you
Buy that fun, you'll fit in, too

Dance your problems away
(Government music)
Cheap escape to that mind-control beat
(Government music)
Mellow out, life's too hard
You won't even want to think

No

See the macho, cock-rock metal heroes
Vomit fire out of their big mouths
Shake your fists obediently
Make Leni Riefenstahl real proud

See the Aryan bozo with the red guitar
Parachute on the White House lawn
Gonna bomb the commies with his air guitar
So dumb he can't drive 55

Like Bing Crosby before them
(Government music)
Too idiotic to be real
(Government music)
You want it loud?
We'll make sure it goes nowhere
So you won't get ideas

Triumph of the swill
Triumph of the swill
Triumph of the swill
Triumph of the swill

Music is banned in Khomeini's Iran
On the grounds that it stimulates the brain
We've done him one better in the land of coke and honey
Using music to put people's brains to sleep

Ever wonder why commercial radio's so bad?
It's 'cause someone upstairs wants it that way
If The Doors or John Lennon were getting started now
The industry wouldn't sign 'em in a million years

So, what do we get?
(Government music)
Christian censorship and taxed blank tapes
(Government music)
Shoppers strung out on our false hopes
Will flock to obey

Triumph of the swill
Triumph of the swill
Triumph of the swill
Triumph of the swill