Nausea and headache are opening a new one In an endless sequence of senseless boring days Take my first cup of coffee grab the high gloss mag I found it on the stairways last night on my way back And the on page 17 beneath the Nike ad I saw the light of day again I rose from mental death I am consuming and so I am No more depression no quest for sense Thanks to commercials to economy High gloss solutions rescue me! Civil war and ignorance are opening a new one In an endless sequence of boring TV nights Have may first glass of problem solver Grab remote contrail it is the most important thing In my living room. There's one hour brain wash in every TV night It makes that I don't care about The ambitious and there fights