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You were conceived on a storyboard
In an uptown high-rise
Where your celebrity was born
From umbilical obscurity

And the list keeps growing, and our ears keep bleeding
And the masses keep begging for more
And your screams keep coming, and the units keep moving
And the masses keep begging for more

The grins of your puppeteers are beaming
Because the quotas will be made
Or your time in the spotlight will fade
At the hands of the same pigs that made you

So speak of movements
To move more units
And invent brand name for your believers
Like brands on slaves

We'll still be waiting for something stimulating
Because in the end all you sold us was boredom
You were conceived on a storyboard   In an uptown high-rise   Where your celebrity was born   From umbilical obscurity      And the list keeps growing, and our ears keep bleeding   And the masses keep begging for more   And your screams keep coming, and the units keep moving   And the masses keep begging for more      The grins of your puppeteers are beaming   Because the quotas will be made   Or your time in the spotlight will fade   At the hands of the same pigs that made you      So speak of movements   To move more units   And invent brand name for your believers   Like brands on slaves      We'll still be waiting for something stimulating   Because in the end all you sold us was boredom
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