Hes got a song about a love thats gone away

Sometimes his eyes shed tiny teardrops when he plays

His touching ballads are just there sitting to buy

They call it music but it seems more like a lie

Artificial life in the marketplace

Epic ballads by the musical whores

Life is so boring project theirs onto yours

Hear the anthems of the pepsi generation

See the martyrs of our spiritual degradation

Artificial life in the marketplace

American culture disneyland freak show

Screen in your living room

A window for your tomb

If you cant compare to the world sitting there

Repress your insecurities watch and escape

Give me artificial give me superficial

Give me a commercial life that can't be bought

This I say to you what I say is true

Emotions aren't a product to sell and cannot be consumed

Coming attraction its coming real soon

Prince is having lunch with pat boone

Want to know where all the bullshit goes

It goes down the sewer to be disposed