Media mavens mount surgical strikes from trapper keeper collages and online magazine racks Cover girl cutouts throw up pop-up ads Infecting victims with silicone shrapnel Worldwide passenger pigeons deploy paratroopers Now it's raining pornography Lovers take shelter Post-production debutantes pursue you in Nascar chariots
They construct ransom letters from biblical passages and bleed mascara into the holy water supplies
There's a war going on for your mind
Industry insiders slang test tube babies to corporate crack heads They flash logos and blast ghettos Their embroidered neckties say "Stop Stitching" Conscious rappers and whistle blowers get stitches made of acupuncture needles and marionette strings
There is a war going on for your mind
Professional wrestlers and vice presidents want you to believe them The desert sky is their blue screen They superimpose explosions They shout at you "Pay no attention to the men behind the barbed curtain Nor the craters beneath the draped flags Those hoods are there for your protection And meteors these days are the size of corpses"