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I Take My Desires for Reality

Here's another song you probably won't hear on the radio
The airwaves all have gone to crap,
Not like they were 10 years ago
The corporations that built the bombs build record companies
But the major labels and rockstar fables have got no hold on me

Pay to play?
There ain't no way I'd pay to play
Just fuck off and go away

The same corporations own every magazine
They tell you what to buy and what to wear
They define the scene
They own every major club to showcase their bands
So if your name is not in their games,
You don't stand a chance

Everyone should be a star
Be what you want to be
They say, "rock out, get wild, go crazy",
But it's all about conformity
What's the point?
What's it all about?
"I'm going underground (going underground),
'Til the boys all scream and the boys all shout."