Song Description

A call to rebel against the constant bombardment made by the media.

Lyrics

Verse

I shut my ears and I'm bound and gagged
'Cause the propaganda machine is telling me what to think

And the master pulls his strings and the puppets they dance
What a wicked fucking dance

Who needs robots when you got sheep
Reap the harvest of consumer products while the people sleep

Chorus

Stand up and fuck shit up
Nothings gonna stop with the way it's going
One voice and a whole lotta heart
Could be the start of a revolution

Verse

Every time I see something on T.V.
I wanna gouge out my eyes from all the lies and deciet

What are we doing with this fucked up mess of a media machine

(Chorus)

Bridge

I'm an empty shell of what I used to be
'Cause ya see, I'm a product of the propaganda machine