Lyrics:

The media is a tool designed to mold us into slaves
Drugging us into an empty apathetic daze
The trick is that we think that everything is going fine
But the truth to our reality is buried in the mind

I don’t give a fuck about the Hollywood elite
I don’t really care if models can’t fucking eat
I don’t give a fuck about what movie is on top
But what I really know is that the shit has got to stop

Consumer appetites are never satisfied in full
Cause the objects that they buy can simply never fill the void
A constant need for meaning and accumulating shit
Drives the lust in their obsession just to get another fix
I don’t give a fuck about the TV ratings game
The 'Real World’s' not a party, just a place for the insane
If that reflects reality then pass another drink
You try to be a millionaire; I’ll vomit in the sink

What the fuck is left to say
On a avaricious nation on an economic high?
If Rome could last 500 years
Who then will throw the wrench inside our gears?

The bottom line is money on the Western power scene
Where celebrities and porn can let the population dream
Their pathetic humans living in advertising glut
Who devour with a passion what the mainstream vomits up