"This is an old-school punk song about the media, and how they distort reality as we know it."
doom sters doomsters psyc
Story behind the song
this was for a media literacy project at school.
Lyrics
MTV makes prosti-tots.
Tells us that we must look hot.
Drink it up son. Just have fun. Just look out for #1.
(chorus) Society's dead.
Shot to the head.
Values Poisoned.
White-hot lead.
I'm seeing red. I'm seeing red.
Pop music, porno, all the same.
Dirty producers’ twisted game.
Nobody speaks up; no one's sane.
How much money can we make?
Plastic people. All a fake.
How many more souls can we take?
(chorus)
Foul diction.
Realifiction.
Contradiction. Whoa.
Mind attrition.
Moral friction. Whoa.
Violence on screen.
Nothing unseen.
Obscene and naked.
Nothing’s sacred.
(chorus)
Easy women for the taking.
No means yes. There’s no escaping.
Justification for a raping.
Culture’s values they are shaping.
Biased news.
We all lose.
Corporate woes.
Never disclosed!
(chorus)
Selfish MEdia. (Hey! Hey!)
Lies they feed ya. (Hey! Hey!)
Have they freed ya? (NOOOOOO!)
It's all GREEDia. (Hey! Hey!)
(chorus)