Leftover Crack. Fuck World Trade. Clear Channel (Fuck Off). Zeneszám

The Sovereign Insincerity The monopoly of greed
Nickleback, POD, Rancid, Britany & Creed
The Bureaucrats they leech upon to mediocre trends<a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a>
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 goose-step for the pockets that you fill
The monotony of censored products shine in the display
The same old song of compromise went platinum today.

From town to town & state to state
The same old song you love to hate
The same shit stacked upon your plate
rotate again & syndicate
We've been waiting far too long
too change the band, too change the song
through every day & dusk & dawn
We've been brain-washed to sing along
No difference between the hot new single
& the Pepsi ads commercial jingle
The beauty's withered faded crinkle
Just sip the coke & pop the pringle
THe boardroom is the dragons lair
They play us shit 'cuz they dont care
The clearest channel plays unfair
& we all want you off the air
Overdose on shoddy culture; mediocre trends
Auto-Tune the bottom line as a mean to meet the ends
Merging corporate empires create the ill conglomerations
& buy up to reprogram major market radio stations

Fabricate one single voice broadcast from sea to sea
What once held notions of change & choice
is now being controlled fully
Deregulations raised the edge of expolitations bar
Politics replaced by "bling" & clothes & fancy cars
Trapped imaginations from the video's blinding light
Bombarded with monotony that captivates the sight

The channel we've been tuned to is all frigid, blank and clear
Told what to eat & drink & buy and whom to hate & fear
POisoned by the fairy-tale, A capitalistic dream
Go to sleep, You're free and brave, and on the winning team