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Verse 1:
Dressed up in pretty
pictures
That line the walls of a
teenaged princess.
Pray nightly
to the tv screen
To false idols
that you’ve never seen
Pre
Chorus:
Dance, dance to the
wicked sound
Of ignorance and
make them so proud
Dance, dance
to the frequency
Controlled by
the profit
agencies.
Chorus:
Hey are we
all just slaves?
Yeah addicted to
fame!
Hey are we all just
slaves
To bright lights and fear
campaigns?
Verse 2:
Dressed up
in a plastic guard.
Shrink
wrapped for the slaughter
yard.
Diluted for the
magazines.
Tailor made for the
sweet sixteen.
Pre
Chorus:
Dance, dance to the
wicked sound
Of ignorance and
make them so proud
Dance, dance
to the frequency
Controlled by
the profit
agencies.
Chorus:
Hey are we
all just slaves?
Yeah addicted to
fame!
Hey are we all just
slaves
To bright lights and fear
campaigns?
Dressed up in pretty
pictures
That line the walls of a
teenaged princess.
Pray nightly
to the tv screen
To false idols
that you’ve never seen
Chorus:
Dance, dance to the
wicked sound
Of ignorance and
make them so proud
Dance, dance
to the frequency
Controlled by
the profit
agencies.
Hey are we
all just slaves?
Yeah addicted to
fame!
Hey are we all just
slaves
To bright lights and fear
campaigns?
Dressed up
in a plastic guard.
Shrink
wrapped for the slaughter
yard.
Diluted for the
magazines.
Tailor made for the
sweet sixteen.
Chorus:
Dance, dance to the
wicked sound
Of ignorance and
make them so proud
Dance, dance
to the frequency
Controlled by
the profit
agencies.
Hey are we
all just slaves?
Yeah addicted to
fame!
Hey are we all just
slaves
To bright lights and fear
campaigns?
Song Info
Submitted by
aristuma21 On Feb 07, 2009
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