Clear Channel (Fuck Off!)

Lyrics

[Intro] For your listening pleasure Fuck World Trade! Scabies and metalheads Born in the gutter And chained to the radiator Of a squat basement for 16 years: We are proud to announce The triumphant return The thunderous cacophony The crack-rock steady beat! As the same bitches that brought you The tower-toppling Mediocre Generica On 9/11/01 As the same motherfuckers That united the Gay Rudies, rocked Crack City And sainted the Columbine kids We are pleased to present From all the way in the back Of the food stamp line And straight outta motherfucking rehab! It's the good, the bad And the Leftöver Crack! [Verse 1] The sovereign insincerity, the monopoly of greed Nickelback, POD, Rancid, Brittney and Creed The bureaucrats, they leech upon to mediocre trends Your song in heavy rotation from the cash your label spends From the products you promote for the ones who foot the bill A prefabricated goosestep for the pockets that you fill The monotony of censored products shine in the display The same old song of compromise went platinum today [Verse 2] From town to town and state to state The same old song you love to hate The same shit stacked upon your plate Rotate again and syndicate We've been waiting far too long To change the band, to change the song Through every day and dusk and dawn We've been brainwashed to sing along No difference between the hot new single And the Pepsi ad's commercial jingle The beauty's withered, faded crinkle Just sip the Coke and pop the Pringle The boardroom is the dragon's lair They play us shit, 'cause they don't care The clearest channel plays unfair And we all want you off the air Overdose on shoddy culture; mediocre trends Autotune the bottom line as a means to meet the ends Merging corporate empires create the ill conglomerations And buy up to reprogram major market radio stations [Bridge] Fabricate one single voice, broadcast from sea to sea What once held notions of chance and choice Is now being controlled fully Deregulations raised the edge of exploitation's bar Politics replaced by "bling" and clothes and fancy cars Trapped imaginations from the video's blinding light Bombarded with monotony that captivates the sight [Verse 3] The channel we've been tuned to is all frigid, blank, and clear Told what to eat and drink and buy and whom to hate and fear Poisoned by the fairytale, a capitalistic dream Go to sleep, you're free and brave and on the winning team No way to die No way to die No way to die [Outro] We figured out a long time ago That it's much easier to control people When we're all watching the same TV shows Listening to the same radio stations, going to the same movies Looking at the same billboards, eating the same food And speaking the same language