Heh! Well, I'm not a fan of corporate pop music either... let me see, I've even written a song about it.. here is the lyrics...
(edit.. forgot to add title of song... ) :P
Pop Star Culture Conspiracy
Speakers speaking, listeners seeking,
faces hide what minds are thinking.
Propaganda spun belief in precision
controlling your life by your decision,
until not a trace of your will remains,
an indentured you as their Market Gains.
In a profanity of vanity,
for sale is your sanity.
Shopping fantasy subside the rage,
while you’re a star on the center stage.
- They cannot change the truth by vanity,
with sanctified subliminal imagery.
- They cannot change the past by mere decree,
with their Pop Star Idol conspiracy.
Listeners steeping, religion reaping,
inside them, their secrets keeping.
By blind obsession to justify crimes,
the vulnerable lose their programmed minds.
Upon forsaken souls for profit highs,
false aristocracy is on the rise.
Idle minds sleeping, dismissing things unthinkable,
deep within lurking, secret violations, unspeakable.
Insinuating conformity experts blame it on our psychoses,
medicating responsibility to silence victims of social disease.
Inventing,
Deceiving,
Forgiveness,
for pains sake
and suddenly we wake.
I am naked, hiding naked, myself naked, hiding myself..
I am naked, hiding naked, myself naked, hiding myself from me.
- They cannot change the truth of indignity,
with campaign subliminal imagery.
- They cannot control the future, you see,
with their Pop Star Culture conspiracy.
Drifters dreaming, listeners speaking,
never reveal their silent weeping.
Unable to question the insanity,
lost is the love for humanity.
An oppressive conquest of prosperity
redeemed in virtue by abject poverty.
Who pays for what’s been done them,
who reaps the profits in the end?
