Everyday, every minute, everywhere We are assailed by appeals to consumption Always the same song with a few variations: �You must buy�you must buy�� You must buy a cage to trap the beast within You must buy revolvers to sleep well You must buy a house with bullet-proof doors You should even buy a fake wife to wax your floors
You must buy this new car to go far You must buy that new pool to be cool (and soon you�ll rent the sky to hang yourself with your tie or maybe slash your wrists with a loaded credit card) You need more and more shit to be wise You must buy more stuff to looks nice (And soon you�ll need a psy �cause you�ll be wondering why your whole existence is so devoid of sense)
[Chorus:] What you get ain�t what you see Publicity deforms reality Use your fucking brain cells To get rid of the barcode blindfold What you get ain�t what you see Don�t shut your mouth, don�t let it be It�s now or never, the brainwash is over Take off the barcode blindfold
They will turn garbage into gold, They will sell cosmetics for your soul, Instant pleasure and plastic love, They might even solve what can�t be solved Top-one illusion for a limited time Packaged paradise and chap peace of mind Wake up and tear down the screen We�re not living in a fucking dream.
[chorus]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
