Lyrics:
They tell us that ignorance is bliss
I guess by those that control the media
It is they own the media
They control the stories we are told
If you
Yo (yo)
Watch as the room rocks mentally moonwalk
Mixed Media slang, banging in your boom box
Verbal violence, lyrical stylist
In a time when
Yo (yo)
Watch as the room rocks mentally moonwalk
Mixed Media slang, banging in your boom box
Verbal violence, lyrical stylist
In a time when
losing control
Thinking I had a hold
But with feelings this strong
No longer the master
Of my emotions
media
We are revolution radio
Operation no control and the headline
My love's bulletproof
Give me cherry bombs and gasoline
Debutantes in surgery
Media Violation
Oh my pocket master
So innocent in design
Destroying lives
One touch at a time
Master, master
Slave to your master
Master, master
My
They're watching me
They're watching you
Taking all the world under control
They make you laugh
They make you blue
In the end they try to eat
Force fed the lies and the bullshit
Mass compliance of the statist mind set
Pledge Allegiance to the bastard masters
Do their will, must obey, always
briefing based on need to know
It's a condescending rationale from command control
Feel the sense of wonder at the overthrow
It's a right of passage
and of anguish
Sweep o'er my sinking soul
And I perish, I perish, dear Master
Oh, hasten and take control
The winds and the waves shall obey my will, peace
Believing all the lies they say
You refuse to change your ways
Your foolishness has blinded you
Now the media controls you
Free from thought
from logic
from
on a string"
"Like a puppet on a string" (Puppet master)
We're pullin' strings, killin' kings
Cutting off pinky rings
Seizin' control of the whole game
I took
Master Of the Shadow
Are you redy
want continue the sound quality control
thi is raver control
want continue the sound quality control
thi is
use it
Don't blame your life on the master plan change it
Only you generate the power to decide what to do with your life
You're a fool if you think
False media, we don't need it, do we?
Pilgrims, Slaves, Indian, Mexican
It looks real fucked up for your next of kin
That's why I don't rhyme for
Is this the end of the beginning?
Or the beginning of the end?
Losing control or are you winning?
Is your life real or just pretend?
Reanimation
time and space beyond control
Rise up and resist to be the master of your fate
Don't look back before today- tomorrow is too late
You don't want
God's dead?
Gods dead
Gods dead
God's dead
Gods dead
Gods dead
Gods dead
Gods dead
Gods dead
Gods dead
Gods DEAD
Media Monopoly has redefined the Master
already know
No prostitute she, but the mayor of your brain
Pussy Control (Are you ready?)
Pussy Control, oh
Pussy Control, oh
Our story begins in
Who is the master? Who is the slave?
Treat me like a curse
And tell me I'm your savior
I'll never know the stranger
I used to know so well
Waiting
telling you lie, all on the media?
They make the world look crazy to keep you inside?
Why you listen when the teachers at school
Know you a young single
corazon vendado
Intentando tener todo el control sin ver
Que ya vivimos peligrosamente
Media luna al sol
De media noche amor
A medias no lo quiero
Fuego
control.
Master, then when my final song is sung,
With your mercy, I pray that you'll say well done.
Help them see the light
Close up the borders we're losing beings by the minute
Whose fault is it?! Master of puppets who's pulling the strings
Show your face! It's media's
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