They block out the landscape with giant signs Covered with pretty girls and catchy lines Put up fences and cement the ground To dull my senses, keep the flowers down I want 'em back Spend my money on a race to space Wasting my money, slapping my face They've taken a peek over future's fence Taken a peek at my expense They've wasted human lives and they've f**ed up mine I want it back, I'm not into the material scene, polyester, polyethylene At least give me a chance to say what I want The more you waste, the more you want