作曲 : Gallagher, Greig
Psychosomatic infestation, multisensoric infatuation 
Mass media sublimination, tearing our defenses down 
Feeding us shit as we beg for more, 
American way trend ****ing whores 
One's not enough, we need ten more, consume, digest, destroy, discard 
Tearing in the afterbirth of a bastard child, a hated son 
Looking on in disbelief, as our resources burn 
This is our legacy, a crime against humanity 
To feed our lives, everything must die >
From the moment we are born, until our days are dying 
We're violated, crucified, and burned upon the corporate cross 
A disposable economy, built on waste and tragedy 
We eat the fast food of indifference, and suffocate as one 
Coerced by our campaign, it demands our surrender 
We're dying slowly, for the pleasure of this machine 
Assembly lines automate, steal jobs from us all 
They just don't give a ****, no one gives a **** 
Just cower as these bastards gag on their riches 
Living off the prayers and hopes of our families 
It's all gone 
In our qquest for convenience, sanity has died 
Burying independant commerce under corporate shit 
Multi-million ad campaign fulfills subconcious needs 
Procreate our misery, feed the enemy 
Bleed, ****ing burn, burn this 
American dream 
Pummel our independence, drive it to it's knees 
No one to blame but ourselves as our capitalist dream collapses 
And economic vengeance unleashed