| Just look close and you will see
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| Now it’s all a novelty
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| Simple bands call for simple plans
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| And there’s no more originality
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| So process, process and reuse the same idea
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| Until the market thrives then the trend die
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| And lose all your mass appeal
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| Lights out, brain dead
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| Another victim of pop culture
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| Small minds, force fed
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| Another victim of pop culture
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| Lights out, brain dead
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| Another victim of pop culture
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| Small minds, force fed
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| Another victim of pop culture shot dead
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| Some complain that true rock is dead
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| But in the underground is where it’s kept
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| An army of clones who just copy others
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| They start to explain but then they stutter
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| Damn, the same old song, but don’t worry it won’t take long
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| As the radio signal gets ready to send, over and over again
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| Lights out, brain dead
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| Another victim of pop culture
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| Small minds, force fed
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| Another victim of pop culture
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| Lights out, brain dead
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| Another victim of pop culture
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| Small minds, force fed
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| Another victim of pop culture shot dead
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| Placing words in places
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| Packing dreams in cases
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| Sending all the vultures to relocate the stars
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| Actually spray painted
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| Ever revolving never revolving plastic industry
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| I guess it’s up to us to say
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| That it’s impossible
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| I know this happens every day
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| And there is no control, no control
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| Lights out, brain dead
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| Another victim of pop culture
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| Small minds, force fed
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| Another victim of pop culture
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| Lights out, brain dead
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| Another victim of pop culture
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| Small minds, force fed
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| Another victim of pop culture shot dead
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| Pop music is the enemy! |