Somebody is on the phone, you expect that is the call To change the way you already live You astray before you lift and you recall those dreams To answer that ficticious voice "I want you in my film, at my tv show" Recourring dreams That we are sold, spectacular ways to keep in line If you're not inside, you are not Cheap entertainment's worth a million lives We all know this is the truth but Here goes a simple quest: what will our children learn? You rather keep waiting for that call Devored by a fairy tale that is just the lie we live To appear on the TV Screen "I want you in my film, at my tv show" Recourring dreams That we are sold, spectacular ways to keep in line No matter how, this is the big discourse Put down the phone, there will be no answer