TV invents a disease
You think you have
So you buy our drugs
And soon you depend on themPain is in your mind
Gotcha commin' back for more
Again and again and again and again
Gonna rip you off
Rip you offDoctor says you need surgery now
Feelin' good 'til the side effects
Fuck up something elseYou're ensnared by the medicine man
Paying up the ass
Again and again
Gonna rip you off
Trust your mechanic to mend your car
Bring it into his garage
He tightens and loosens a few spare parts
One thing's fixed, another falls apart
And the rich eat youA magazine says your face don't look quite right
Unless you wear our brand new wonder cream tonight
Never look right again
Unless you grease your skin
Again and again and again and again
Gonna rip you offTold you're depressed
So of course you see the psychiatrist
Right when you reach your neuroses' roots
He confuses you
He fucks your head up worse
Gotcha feelin' helpless
You're comin' back for more
Again and again
Gonna rip you off
Rip you offTrust your mechanic
To make you well
You're seeing an awful lot of him now
The quicker he makes your life fall apart
The more money you put in his pocketsTrust your mechanic
To plug your holes
Trust him to make war
Somewhere else
Trust your mechanic
He'll always come through
And rip you off
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