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Jesus H. Christ sang a song about love - but nobody buys it The law's laid down by the bottom line - and nobody defies it It's a heavy rotation - that tells you what you need Stay tuned to this stagnation - satisfaction guaranteed By video and radio They sold it to you Cashbox, jukebox - brain control Every song is perfect - (Ain't it the truth) End every face is perfect, oh yeah Plastic heavy metal - artificial soul Sanitized and glamorized - synthetic lies are bought and sold Independent underdog fights to survive It's so much cooler underground - classified and buried alive By video and radio They sold it to you Cashbox, jukebox - brain control Every song is perfect - (Ain't it the truth) And every face is perfect - (Ain't it the truth) Impersonal and perfect Jesus H. Christ, take a look at us - the sum of all we've seen Cold consumer zombies - with empty eyes and MTV Video and radio They sold it to you Cashbox, jukebox -- brain control Every song is perfect - (Ain't it the truth) And every face is perfect - (Ain't it the truth) Impersonal and perfect - (Ain't it the truth) Perfect… perfect… perfect… - (Ain't it the truth)
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