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last sons - phoney plaguestation lyrics

[verse 1]
good evening
if fear is your addiction we have it available wholesale for nothing more than the price of your time, attention, disbelief suspension
dispensing our world view on the hour, every hour, summarised every fifteen minutes, a repet-tive cycle
editorial license decides what’s inconsequential, delivered from elaborate sets where no prop is ornamental
it’s interactive sensory -ssault, using techniques from the vault of mind control
using visual noise with the newest of toys in the form of scrolling text under headlines that don’t correspond
they’re to which my voice connects, multiple screens, undefined background activity, bodies moving in silhouette;
good luck, consciously processing all the imagery that occurs in symmetry
co-host shuffles paper at the periphery
there will be times when sporting events are more important than missing children or wars involving your very own offspring
and we’re offering the appropriate time to give a d-mn about any given subject and you don’t think that’s suspect?
check: planes can go missing then weeks later, you’ll have forgotten cos we’ll have something else on the front of the paper
like a celebrity affair, an awards show, “look at her hair”, this is who was there, insert name is dead and you should care
despair at the poor bringing the country to its knees, religious teens going overseas, bringing jihad to our peace
our borders are being breached, we’re being overrun by immigrants
the media’s moses on the mountain, oh come all ye ignorant
you belligerent, you miscreants, you sideline insignificants, society’s irritants and you pseudomilitants
but especially the indifferent who provide the blankest canvas cos every question that they ask has already been answered by the most standard of response and they seem satisfied, tell them where to point the finger and who’s the bad guy

[chorus]
phoney plaguestation the games console that plays you, the daily download to build and shape your view
this is the software update for your operating system, there’s no box to check to accept the terms and conditions
phoney plaguestation the games console that plays you, the daily download to build and shape your view
this is the software update for your operating system, there’s no box to check to accept the terms and conditions

[verse 2]
if hypes your appet-te you can grab more than a bite, indulge your gluttony without respite at the eat as much as you like
restaurant where your favourite dish is regularly replenished, it might be fresh but it’s still got a taste of that phantom menace
clogging up thought arteries with a targeted approach like compet-tion level archery
hitting the bullseye with words that at first seem arbitrary
but are in fact, us on lead vocal, the rest of the media’s on harmonies
and we make no apologies for the stories we omit, we have shareholders to please and that means recoup the budget
advertising revenue increases profit
sensationalism sells so we serve lots of it
money in the pocket but financial endors-m-nt leads to major contributor agenda enforcement
the impacts subtle but it’s important, it distorts the language that we use when reporting

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