Media

Here we go again: the same old lies again 
The empty words again, the pigs can fly again 
From Wall Street to your heart 
Neon Hollywood lights the dark, 
Hear the bleating of the sheep 
At the jokes of a media creep 

And there's nothing I can say 
See a world of [bad word] by a world of banks 
Turn up you TV set, forget the chains of debt 
See it all go down the drain 
Switch channels, do you think it'll change? 
Lapping prole food in the sun 
Hail the masses-ugly and dumb 

And there's nothing I can say