prefab PC really sells
to stupid fuckers like you
stop thinking - mellow out
that's what they want you to do
independence on MTV
is just a fucking lie
they water down somebodys soul
and sell it back for twice the price
wanna kill you - you're a bore
wanna kill you - you're a bore
said it now and I've said it before
wanna kill you - you're a bore
kill
you bought the products
you don't need
when you were told to go green
your ideas were made in a factory
your politics are from mtv
think i'm gonna have to kill you
you ain't got no personality
mtv is for empty heads
mtv is for empty heads
I don't wanna be on TV
I wanna be with the CIA
I want my life to be like a movie
I wanna be with the CIA
every dog has its day
you know that is what they say
and there's a pig who has his bay
and I wish no-one a happy day
I wanna be with the CIA
I wanna be with the CIA
I don't wanna be on TV
I wanna be with the CIA
force the world to be my way
I wanna be with the CIA
barbudos in banana trees
dr. Olsen's on LSD
exile Cubans in aeroplanes
shot down for the CIA
cloak and dagger
works better than tanks
when you need coffee, oil or banks
right-wing rebels need guns to win
rock'n'roll rebels need heroin
if you're not cop
you're little people
and we're the world police
we rule the world the way we please
I wanna be with the CIA
I wanna be with the CIA
live fast die young
sounds good on television
ain't no free rides no free admission
but just relax and close your eyes
put your mind at ease
open up and taste your disease
stand up
take your cancer
take your cancer like a man
we've got it all yet we've got nothing
take a good look at your son
he's gonna be a serial killer
kill everyone
we're frankensteins society
the monster you helped to build
we're the world that blow up in your face
my television screen has turned into an altar
it's become the scene of their cultural slaughter
twenty-four hours of divinity day after day
is a little too much for me but i don't have a say
it's in your face, man
there's no getting away
'cause i've been
touched by the hand of god
wether i like it or not
my television screen has turned into an altar
it's become the scene of their mental slaughter
twenty-four hours of divinity day after day
is a little too much for me but i don't have a say
it's in your face, man
there's no getting away
'cause i've been
touched by the hand of god
wether i like it or not
omniprescence, omnipotence
it's preaching indiference
conform or fuck off
conform or fuck off