Lyrics Mtv (Feeding of the Fortune 500) - Nausea

Mtv (Feeding of the Fortune 500)

Entertain the masses
with music video shit
it’s used to serve two purposes
not «playing all the hits»
one, it makes you passive and desensitized
two, it teaches to consume and tells you what to buy
fills your head with concepts
of how to dress and act
does the video sell the music or does the music sell the crap?
art or advertisement?
I’m really not quite sure
all I know is that I don’t want my MTV no more
corporate tool
telescreen
device to run our lives
fills my head with garbage
fills my head with lies
little psychodramas
false images of life
a visual anesthetic
to numb us from the strife
spew endless token tantrums
to keep us pacified
false images of freedom
to keep us all in line
kept in constant darkness
from the true reality
a mindless pantomime
from the screen of my TV
reality of life?
I’m really not quite sure
all I know is I don’t want this anymore
a portrait of the world
that’s nothing but a dream
a bright and rosy future
on a black and white screen
don’t think twice
don’t even use your brain
make sure that every one
in the tribe does the same
it’s so much easier than thinking for yourself
like neatly packaged products
on a supermarket shelf
max headroom says to buy it
as seen on MTV
well you can fuck off max
cause now I really see
a vision of reality?
no, now I’m really sure
fuck your MTV
cause I don’t need it anymore
keeps your corporate music
my rebellion’s not for sale
I don’t want your empty life
so fucking go to hell!