Lyrics:

Bite through the leather
The phone is ringing but you're gone
The dripping water
Will pierce your skull before too long
Laugh and release
The trigger of your ninety-six cent soul
You're a drugstore
"Now it can be told!"

It's either me or you
It's the only thing to do
We're enemies and fools
Alone, without the help of fate
And our three-minute hate
And Victory on our plates
So eat it up and
Become the person we have made
And believe it for yourself
You'll be there before too long
The demographics can't be wrong

You are a monster
You're a robot, you're a curse
You're a baby
Stealing from Big Brother's purse
You're an echo of the free-thought freak show
Playing in your mind
You're a fragment
Of the world we left behind

It has to be the truth
My conscience is the proof
We're lazy and uncouth
Alone, without the wisdom of the state
And our eighty-two year hate
And the Glory on our plates
So fill your face and
Become the person we have made
And believe it for yourself
You'll be there before too long
The entire nation can't be wrong