Consumer Society
There’s nothing more important here than me
In a consumer society what could be more important than me? I’m number one.
See me step out on the stage tonight, I know the spotlight’s appetite for sex and violence, a coincidence I assure you with my being dressed up in my blue imagination. See me step out on the stage tonight, my green eyes bright with appetite for sacrifice. I’m going to consume you now. Prepare yourself. Prepare yourself.
In the shadow of your shopping cart, trash can fire out back of Winky’s restaurant, We have your reservation, in the deep blue, of imagination. In the shadow of the boulevard, worlds collide and side by side we’ve danced awhile, but now I shall consume you, so prepare yourself. Prepare yourself.
Onstage tonight at Silencio’s, nothing’s left alive to speak this freaky episode, nobody here but recordings now, and the deep blue, of imagination. Onstage tonight at Silencio’s, worlds collide and side by side we’ve danced awhile, but now I shall consume you. Prepare yourself, prepare yourself.