Ad Nauseam

From the cradle to the grave you have had to pay
Prisoner in the clutches of advertising
Your body mortgaged
A meager wage

Coming home without the desire to think
Sitting in front of the television
And seeing happy faces
Selling you illusions

And passing the luxury of necessity
Sniffing means of manipulation
Giving away the problem
Selling the solution

They are programming you
To obey
They are deceiving you
Or don't you see it

To the point of nausea!

Because they want to screw us
Go against the power
Because they want to screw us
Go against the power

Your life has been lived a thousand times
With another name in another place
With the same problems
Same need

Methodically life slips away from you
Trying to reach happiness
In the supermarkets of the mall

They are programming you
To obey
They are deceiving you
Or don't you see it

To the point of nausea!

Because they want to screw us
Go against the power
Because they want to screw us
Go against the power