Lyrics

Bemused amusement, the viewers' must Famine and famishement, objects of lust A scent of shame meets merchandise Well alright, charity! But at what price? Handful of rice for a handful of dough The dustman's cancelled for days or so And the reaper reprieves he knows nothing is new Just a fistful of feed and it's violence, too Reaper reprieves, nothing is new Fistful of feed and it's violence, too How close to the camera the bellies seem How empty the stars on a telly screen Worse than the starved, like a ship of fools Salesmanship somehow harbors different rules Where to, what for? Hey that's a laugh Artists for Artists, choke, choke! Bugger off! Didn't I pay enough, enough attention! I want more channels to sink their pretension Didn't I pay enough, enough attention! I want more channels to sink their pretension Didn't I pay enough, enough attention! I want more channels to sink their pretension How close to the camera the bellies seem, how empty the stars on a telly screen They're worse than the starved, like a ship of fools, salesmanship somehow harbors different rules How close to the camera the bellies seem, how empty the stars on a telly screen They're worse than the starved, like a ship of fools, salesmanship somehow harbors different rules How close to the camera the bellies seem, how empty the stars on a telly screen They're worse than the starved, like a ship of fools, salesmanship somehow harbors different rules How close to the camera the bellies seem, how empty the stars on a telly screen They're worse than the starved, like a ship of fools, salesmanship somehow harbors different rules How close to the camera the bellies seem, how empty the stars on a telly screen They're worse than the starved, like a ship of fools, salesmanship somehow harbors different rules How close to the camera the bellies seem, how empty the stars on a telly screen They're worse than the starved, like a ship of fools, salesmanship somehow harbors different rules How close to the camera the bellies seem, how empty the stars on a telly screen They're worse than the starved, like a ship of fools, salesmanship somehow