It's the power of restriction
That's underneath our skin
The hold we have upon our women
But more important what's within them
It's the fear of what is different
United in division
It's a powerful addiction
And we call it religion
In the great white noise
In the great white noise
In the great white noise
In the great white noise
Voices floating on the airwaves
The ebb and flow of all our isms
Carve a tunnel through our membrane
To the vast reaches of spaces
Giving creedence to the crazy
Turning crazy into action
Upon the ashes we're unshaken and say "Well that's just my opinion!"
In the great white noise
In the great white noise
In the great white noise
In the great white noise
If you're not sure of your footing
Or the sadness you are feeling
It's nothing more than a condition
That we can fix with what we're selling
So cure your situation with our little box of posion
You think our strength is growing
But the sickness here is spreading!
In the great white noise
In the great white noise
In the great white noise
In the great white noise
In the great white noise
In the great white noise
In the great white noise
In the great white noise
Woooah
Wooooohooah
Wooooooah
Wooooah
Wooooah
Wooaooooaah