They addicted you whilst in your mother's womb With time they knew you'd grow and consume Newborns now a mere target market to magnetize with slogans and narcotics Like all drug pushers, they want your children Such feeble minds make for perfect victims The days of The Jungle are not long gone They still own the game, and you're still their pawn Though they wouldn't dare eat the sh** they sell, You stand in line, hypnotized by their f**ing lies