Lyrics:

Hes got a song about a love thats gone away Sometimes his eyes shed tiny teardrops when he plays His touching ballads are just there sitting to buy They call it music but it seems more like a lie Artificial life in the marketplace Epic ballads by the musical whores Life is so boring project theirs onto yours Hear the anthems of the pepsi generation See the martyrs of our spiritual degradation Artificial life in the marketplace American culture disneyland freak show Screen in your living room A window for your tomb If you cant compare to the world sitting there Repress your insecurities watch and escape Give me artificial give me superficial Give me a commercial life that can't be bought This I say to you what I say is true Emotions aren't a product to sell and cannot be consumed Coming attraction its coming real soon Prince is having lunch with pat boone Want to know where all the bullshit goes It goes down the sewer to be disposed