You won't see my face in any papers
Unless it's bad news!
'Cause the media won't write no good about me
Poisoning the minds so people hate us
And like stupid fools, they read all, and believe
You won't see me interviewed on TV
I've seen it done, no change to red-portage me!
I've watched the way they cut and change word order
To what they want, they're guilty of media-hypocrisy

You gloss across the truth with lies
Guilty for the truths you hide
Your paper hearts have never cried
You'll never understand our pride
Won't report the good we do
Publish a distorted view
Hide behind those words you chose
Mr. Media - who are you?

You won't hear my music on the airways cause we're banned
You know it's not a fact which makes me proud
Seems nationalistic views are no more the fashion
Except for blacks. That leaves niggers free to riot on our towns!

Ask me if I know who controls the papers?
Ask me "who controls radio and TV?"
Ask me "who my government is a front for?"
And I tell you "jews corrupted my country!"

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