Mass Medium

Lyrics

And as history slips out of view Bated breath for the nine o'clock news Reassembled right before your very eyes: Innuendo, rumour and lies Endless fun and games Steal a headline, name some names We're so proud that our press feels so free To manipulate them, you and me And as each campaign begins To absolve us of our sins I see freedom sold by the yard It's so easy – why make it hard?