the depth and darkness of the pit of despair is all that embraces me because you're too busy

how much more ignorance can the media sell
and we buy it up like it's the great new thing
but i've got a wonderful warning for you all
that you seem to have been ignoring all this time
[ overnight fame = fifteen minute death ]
sleep tight...
i've got news for all you stupid scragly ragflappin' sluts
mustard beavers and white minimum wannabes
the last number one you'll ever see in your dying world
will be the iq stamped on the forehead of mr timberfake
there's a new age dawning on your every tv screen
festering inside your every last dumb tv commercial
and i hope you all bring your brains to the battlefield
...cause i'm bringing thinking back
here's a message that's simple enuph to understand
your reaction to this will sell, and i hope it's grand
your contract came, and you couldn't wait to sign
you were too distracted to see the 'dead end' sign
the road you're on was paved with bad intentions
so sell your soul with your tv god's great inventions
it's on the news, we all know you're a phuking hack
so you can rot and die... i'm bringing thinking back
it's the greatest show in the world, come and see
for all you talentless record execs, tickets are free
i've got something for you, too, burning inside of me
get a load of this, here's my 'hit', phuk you, i quit
how's that for a product, you can rap and sell it
i was raised in a world of fake, and it's all i can take
it doesn't have to make sense, they'll buy it all up
consumerism had an affair with the fake tit media
and a whore was born to satisfy our every need
now we're all a phuking product nation of greed
and capitalism is now our pervert rapist uncle
and we're all one big happy ignorant family
complacent, docile, and phuking selfrighteous
i know some of you are awake out there, alive
let's put our brains together and phuking fight this
here's a message that's simple enuph to understand
like a drooling little baby, i'll take you by the hand
this little whore came, and you couldn't wait for fame
our conscious ability to just say no has been tamed
we're all selling our souls, and we're losing all cuntrol
wealthy records bank owns every lie ever told or sold
it's all over the news, we're all a bunch of phuking hacks
but i don't give a fat phuk... i'm bringing thinking back
all the greatest minds of the world
looking out thru the glass in a museum
like a memory covered in the dust of braincells
get ready, cause i'm bringing them all back
it's time to get the phuking blood flowing
i'm making way for the next einstein
a whole generation of phuk no!
we won't do what you tell us
we won't buy what you sell us
we don't need your permission to think
so take your stupid trash and shove it up your ass
here's a message that you're sure to understand
like a braindead grown man, i'll hold your little hand
i'll show you a world where people use their heads
and our collective consciousness is far from dead
the opening act's show is over, dead and gone
and the headliner is coming on bright and strong
prepair your 3yes, we're going to slaughter them all
no more phuking fresh soul market, mutherphuk it all
let's show these dumb bastards how we sell it back
buy my new product... i'm bringing thinking back