We'll be right back after a word from our sponsors...
Reality is no good for business
So they've decided to fabricate their own
Truth won't drive stock prices higher
And won't keep you a loyal, subjugated buyer
Can you feel the itch inside your brain?
It's that urgent need to consume
They're building your own tomb
Quick fixes and magic elixers are only a band-aid on
The gushing artery that is our economy
Do you really believe a reprieve is coming soon?
Talking heads only posit one-sided, short-sighted solutions
That will leave us desolate within a generation or two
With no hope of renewal or possible chance of survival
What do you fuckin' believe? A reprieve is coming soon?
Stop lending credence to these fools!
Can you feel the itch inside your brain?
It's that urgent need to consume
They're building your own tomb
Quick fixes and magic elixers are only a band-aid on
The gushing artery that is our economy
Rip your umbilical cords from the wall
And will you turn that fucking thing off?!

ENVIAR CORREÇÕES