Turn up the volume, and lend us an ear
We’ll tell you just the shit that we want you to hear
We shape and we mold it, just like modeling clay
Thanks for tuning in this was the news of the day
Then, the morning paper comes, it all starts again
We’re the ones shaping your world for you my friend
Media, media...
Mister, mister; we want you to see,
what we’re showing you, right there on TV
You really got to have it, got to take it all away
Call us, send you money, before midnight today
Media, media...
Now, you gotta know, it’s just how we feel
That, the shit we say, we hope you believe is real
All neatly piled up for close public scrutiny
We want you wondering about your sanity.
Media, (they think you’re listening)
Media, (alot they say may stink)
Media, (by pretending you are blind)
Media, (you gotta keep an open mind)
