Top 40 Hit

They're making you what you are:
 Soldiers with no brains
 You think (you think) you have a choice
 (You don't) Money chooses for you
 You play the role
 Follow the herd
 You play the role
 Remote controlled
 They scoop it up,
 Shove it down your throat
 And you swallow...
 You play the role
 They have their hands over your ears
 You'll never hear the sounds that matter
 Brainwashed by repetition
 (They open your mind) with a soldering gun
 Don't let them tell you what to like
 Don't let them tell you what to buy
 You see (you hear) what they decide
 Your radio (has got to die)!