Just do your work calmly, don't even go home Don't be surprised, soon there will be none Build up your career and nothing's a bother Even if the kids won't have a father At the front of the screen They just stuffing your mind You have to buy everything If you want to feel fine
On the conveyor belt the superstars bloom You can see their* happiness and even their doom They rise them up then threw them to the ground The profit is the thing that only will count It's such a big thing that a bald-headed Burnt-out superstar keeps on parading Lets take care of her, what she needs is help And the country's protectors are as good as dead
They keep distracting us from the important parts We're drowned in commercials from a big fucking box This whole new world isn't about our part Only about those who watches us from afar If you don't have money you don't worth a thing You are alone and if you achieve something You can only be thankful for your own work Because that is what you rightfully earned
Sometimes a little sparkle shines up But at the same time it gets shut off Because nobody wants it, they don't understand They don't talk about it, it's not in the trend They are trying to make you stupid So they can control you like a puppet
Doesn't matter if something goes well What we want is just the disaster You don't even hear that the truth has won But if someone dies now that's a sensation We don't care about what is the real treasure The mentality changed, so does the measure Don't join in to the line, don't put up a mask Just be yourself and see a world which is chasteTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
