Chumbawamba - Total Control lyrics

Product sells People die Same revolution Wrapped in lies In these s**ist, drugged-up Rock and roles The biggest prizes To the biggest fools Ask the puppet-masters Who pull the strings 'Who makes the money When the puppets sing?' Ask the corporations 'Where does the money go?' Ask the empty-bellied children 'Tell me what are we singing for?' Until we pull down the walls It'll stay the same Until we find something new Make it change I know there most be more So what are we singing for? [Repeats until end of song] I know there most be more "These puppets, underneath the skin, have the same problems as you and me--they want to be loved, don't know where to begin. Just a wall's width away, but impossible to get close. Offstage, with nothing to hide behind, the puppets are running away. And meanwhile, we're running away from ourselves... and meanwhile, we're running away from ourselves... and meanwhile, we're running away from ourselves..." If our music makes you happy or content It has failed If our music entertains, but doesn't inspire It has failed The music's not a threat Action the music inspires Can be a threat!