Hes got a song about a love thats gone away
  Sometimes his eyes shed tiny teardrops when he plays
  His touching ballads are just there sitting to buy
  They call it music but it seems more like a lie
  Artificial life in the marketplace
  Epic ballads by the musical whores
  Life is so boring project theirs onto yours
  Hear the anthems of the pepsi generation
  See the martyrs of our spiritual degradation
  Artificial life in the marketplace
  American culture disneyland freak show
  Screen in your living room
  A window for your tomb
  If you cant compare to the world sitting there
  Repress your insecurities watch and escape
  Give me artificial give me superficial
  Give me a commercial life that can't be bought
  This I say to you what I say is true
  Emotions aren't a product to sell and cannot be consumed
  Coming attraction its coming real soon
  Prince is having lunch with pat boone
  Want to know where all the bullshit goes
  It goes down the sewer to be disposed