Pop music is the enemy
It's the enemy
Pop music is the enemy
Of my mind
Pop music is the enemy
It's the enemy
Pop music is the enemy
I'll tell you why
Just look close and you will see
Now it's all a novelty because
Simple bands call for simple plans
And there's no more originality
So process, process and reuse the same idea
Until the market thrives then the trend will die
And lose all your mass appeal
Lights out, brain dead
Another victim of pop c**ture
Small minds, force fed
Another victim of pop c**ture
Lights out, brain dead
Another victim of pop c**ture
Small minds, force fed
Another victim of pop c**ture shot dead
Pop music is the enemy
It's the enemy
Pop music is the enemy
Of our minds
Pop music is the enemy
It's the enemy
Pop music is the enemy
Some complain that true rock is dead
But in the underground is where it's kept
An army of clones who just copy others
They start to explain but then they just stutter
d***, that same old song, but dont worry, it won't take long
As the radio signal gets ready to send, over and over again
Lights out, brain dead
Another victim of pop c**ture
Small minds, force fed
Another victim of pop c**ture
Lights out, brain dead
Another victim of pop c**ture
Small minds, force fed
Another victim of pop c**ture shot dead
Placing words in places
Packing dreams in cases
Sending all the vultures to relocate the stars
Gold and platinum plated
Actually spray painted
Ever revolving never evolving plastic industry
I guess it's up to us to say
That it's impossible
I know this happens every day
And there is no control, no control
Lights out, brain dead
Another victim of pop c**ture
Small minds, force fed
Another victim of pop c**ture
Lights out, brain dead
Another victim of pop c**ture
Small minds, force fed
Another victim of pop c**ture shot dead
Pop music is the enemy!
It's the enemy
Pop music is the enemy
Of my mind
Pop music is the enemy
It's the enemy
Pop music is the enemy
I'll tell you why
Just look close and you will see
Now it's all a novelty because
Simple bands call for simple plans
And there's no more originality
So process, process and reuse the same idea
Until the market thrives then the trend will die
And lose all your mass appeal
Lights out, brain dead
Another victim of pop c**ture
Small minds, force fed
Another victim of pop c**ture
Lights out, brain dead
Another victim of pop c**ture
Small minds, force fed
Another victim of pop c**ture shot dead
Pop music is the enemy
It's the enemy
Pop music is the enemy
Of our minds
Pop music is the enemy
It's the enemy
Pop music is the enemy
Some complain that true rock is dead
But in the underground is where it's kept
An army of clones who just copy others
They start to explain but then they just stutter
d***, that same old song, but dont worry, it won't take long
As the radio signal gets ready to send, over and over again
Lights out, brain dead
Another victim of pop c**ture
Small minds, force fed
Another victim of pop c**ture
Lights out, brain dead
Another victim of pop c**ture
Small minds, force fed
Another victim of pop c**ture shot dead
Placing words in places
Packing dreams in cases
Sending all the vultures to relocate the stars
Gold and platinum plated
Actually spray painted
Ever revolving never evolving plastic industry
I guess it's up to us to say
That it's impossible
I know this happens every day
And there is no control, no control
Lights out, brain dead
Another victim of pop c**ture
Small minds, force fed
Another victim of pop c**ture
Lights out, brain dead
Another victim of pop c**ture
Small minds, force fed
Another victim of pop c**ture shot dead
Pop music is the enemy!